why..

am driving up 85 in the
Kindof morning that lasts all afternoon
Just stuck inside the gloom
4 more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
And leave it all behind

Cause I wonder sometimes
About the income
Of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?

I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
Wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
Or just the stirring in my soul

Either way I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?

So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down

Everybody is just a stranger but
That's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
still "everything happens for a reason"
Is no reason not to ask myself

If I am living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?....

onde estará...

Ooh, stop.

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground,
Try this trick and spin it, (yeah) yeah,
Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it,
And you'll ask yourself:
“Where is my mind?

Way out in the water,
See it swimming?

I was swimming in the Caribbean,
Animals were hiding behind the rocks,
Except the little fish,
But they told me this is where it's gonna talk to me to me to me:
“Where is my mind?

Way out in the water,
See it swimming?

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground,
Try this trick and spin it, yeah,
Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it,
And you'll ask yourself:
“Where is my mind?”

Way out in the water,
See it swimming?