The coffee spilled, an unsteady table,
Drying ring that gets darker at the edge
The sleep that lingers long in my red eyes
Creases from my bed
Still mapped along my arms and stubbled face
Contrasting sharply with the rest of the room
Where mothers sit with children
Businessmen eat lunch dressed in suits
I exhale in ellipses and a question mark
The things I have to say
The a**urance this will work
The shadows of doubt start to swell into an audible cry
"You need to leave from edge of the uncharted lands
The dark spots on map where no person has ever been
Just give up, go back to California
Go back to where you lived"
But I won't go home
All the second thoughts, the minute decisions
In the hours we will never recall
The days we thought our weakness unconquerable
The nights too long
But a month can find a change in position
Sometimes a year is what it takes to realize
All the forward-flailing found a foundation
A purpose in time
I exhale in ellipses and a question mark
The things I have to say
The a**urance this will work
The shadows of doubt start to swell into an audible cry
"You need to leave from edge of the uncharted lands
The dark spots on map where no person has ever been
Just give up, go back to California
Go back to where you lived"
But I won't go
'Cause if I leave from the edge of the uncharted lands
Those dark spots on the map where I was hoping I would stand
Just give up and go back to California
Well, what happens then?
So, I'll keep heading towards the edge of the uncharted lands
Those dark spots on the map where no cartographer has been
Won't give up and go back to California
This is where I live
I am home
I'm home
Drying ring that gets darker at the edge
The sleep that lingers long in my red eyes
Creases from my bed
Still mapped along my arms and stubbled face
Contrasting sharply with the rest of the room
Where mothers sit with children
Businessmen eat lunch dressed in suits
I exhale in ellipses and a question mark
The things I have to say
The a**urance this will work
The shadows of doubt start to swell into an audible cry
"You need to leave from edge of the uncharted lands
The dark spots on map where no person has ever been
Just give up, go back to California
Go back to where you lived"
But I won't go home
All the second thoughts, the minute decisions
In the hours we will never recall
The days we thought our weakness unconquerable
The nights too long
But a month can find a change in position
Sometimes a year is what it takes to realize
All the forward-flailing found a foundation
A purpose in time
I exhale in ellipses and a question mark
The things I have to say
The a**urance this will work
The shadows of doubt start to swell into an audible cry
"You need to leave from edge of the uncharted lands
The dark spots on map where no person has ever been
Just give up, go back to California
Go back to where you lived"
But I won't go
'Cause if I leave from the edge of the uncharted lands
Those dark spots on the map where I was hoping I would stand
Just give up and go back to California
Well, what happens then?
So, I'll keep heading towards the edge of the uncharted lands
Those dark spots on the map where no cartographer has been
Won't give up and go back to California
This is where I live
I am home
I'm home