[magna cum laude]
i see thru a picture of last things to say
no words of adornment; no goodness exchanged
but i know that you feel me
you said so yourself
and i look for tomorrow
to help figure out
can i go home?
the last time you needed or said anything
just some off-handed comment you hoped that would sting
but you said that you loved me
and yeah, forever too
and i feel like an orphan
so lost in the Blue
can i go walk through the fields
would you know who i am
look towards the moment
and do what i can
can i go home?