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