Talisman

I go out sometimes and I don't wanna talk
I watch people make each other laugh
Keeping my coat on, red light spilling into dawn
Walking to the train, wishing I could forget my name

I find myself and I'm wrong
Save the hunter, kill the fawn
I find myself and I'm right
Blinking in the harsher light
Nothing's coming easy, if it did I'd pass it up every time

Going back again, telling the old stories
Looking out before me, the future's always blurry
Going back in time, I see everything fine
Maybe that's why I've been making stories my whole life

I can still remember it, the place I grew up in
We moved a lot, the image being more of a talisman
I hold when it gets dark, a place I can imagine
It's as real as anything that has or hasn't happened

Going back again, telling the old stories
Looking out before me, the future's always blurry
Going back in time, I see everything fine
Maybe that's why I've been making stories my whole life

What is there to do? Except to write it down
When I'm through, there's nothing left, nothing but the sound