Impressive guitar picking and lyrics by Chris Pureka

Well, I’m lost today
I’m almost wandering back to the door
That slammed in my face
Oh, but here I am
Here I am
Here I’ll stay
But when will the street signs stop pointing west
When will my thoughts stop drifting like smoke
Over the ridge to the trail we used to walk?

Oh, does it sound familiar?
The whole thing fades to black
And then you’re waiting
Waiting for it to burn again

Well, I’m lost today
I won’t deny it
I’m going to lay down
And wait for the compass rose
Under my skin to start to glow
But look how the sun has painted the trees
All these colors never known to them
Colors never known to their leaves
I’d like to sing like that

Oh, does it sound familiar?
The whole thing fades to black
And then you’re waiting
Waiting for it to burn again

But I know that someday, someday
I’ll offer up a song I was made to play
Until even the mocking birds
Don’t know what to say
And the mornings just make sense, sense, oh yeah
And where the dawn went I don’t know
Just hang a white flag out the window
Until the sunlight shines through it
Well is it morning yet?

I’m lost today
Here I am wandering
It’s late and I’m sure noticing
The crook of my arm is lonely
But look how the snow has painted the town
So that all of the street light is dancing, dancing around
I’d like to love like that

Does it sound familiar?
But I know that someday, someday
I’ll offer up all my Sunday afternoons
Until the rocking chairs have gone and worn
Right through the paint on the porch floor
And we’re gray and gray and gone, gone, gone