My dreams are not any stranger
Than how I make sense of things by day
I seem to remember all of you in oddly human ways
Let me pretend
Oh, I see you do not offer me
Do not offer me

I know what sounds good in my ears
He knows what his idols told him
I nurture my delicate baby
We nurture our practices
But do some things that stunt our memories
Let me make roots
Wonder if my remedies live up

And I miss your culture
It’s about letting go to me
I miss the days when I thought you’d love me endlessly
Now I'm content 'cause it’s all just as potent
And we’ve all admired the awfulness

The boys show me the bridges
Streets of secrets, tell me local history
Nod my head to show them all the interest
But they don’t ever ask me
I can pretend while I'm able
It lives and breathes
The same themes live and breathe
But I'm still just as free

And I miss your culture
It’s about letting go to me
I miss the days when I thought you’d love me endlessly
Now I'm content 'cause it’s all just as potent
And we’ve all admired the awfulness