Antidote

The ocean is my favorite conversation She doesn't interrupt or judge my tone So I talk to her at night when my head's not feeling right So much better than just staring at my phone I've only just begun to name the feeling That comes creeping in my head when I'm alone Is it fear or my depression keeps me up at night with questions Like "Who am I?" and "Why don't I already know?" Is there an antidote For the feelings that won't let me go? Open arms and open roads Won't you come and take me home? Thеre's a thread that pulls the night until forеver Dividing where I've been and seeds I've not yet sown Between the meaning and the fiction, I'll suspend my predilection With all the secrets that tomorrow only knows When the wind out in the canyon meets a fire And the burning in the darkness starts to grow It don't matter your intention with all these late-night interventions When the burning world's the one you used to know Is there an antidote For the feelings that won't let me go? Open arms and open roads Won't you come and take me home? Is there a remedy For all the broken parts of me? The versions that I'll never be Won't you come and take me home?