Out of Body

The pieces don't seem to fit

Out of sorts

Out of place

Should I really be here?

A mind straight out of '79

Disconnected from today

Staring towards horizons past

Something's there that I try to bring home

Meaning buried underground

Desperation in the dust

Fortunes told within the rust

I can't define this old soul

If I blink I might wake up

Full of yesterdays that have yet to pass