Where I Was From
Mil-Spec
My voluntary exile
Just like the three denials:
Came before the break of day
Where I was from
That's how unconditional love was repaid
The familiar and the serene
Couldn't compete with
The billion other me's
On glowing screens
In wish-fulfilling scenes
So soon the moment came
I knew I'd leave
Where I was from
I learned about the sentimental type
I learned what becomes of those
Who can't accept that their innocence has died
Where I was from
The accents are strange
Where I was from
They're set in their ways
Where I was from
Roam the ghosts of my life
Where I was from
Is where I will die
Who will lead me back
To the ceremony of innocence
To what it was, and what it meant
Who will lead me?