Comfort awakes inside a strangers bed
Get's lost in the head of some headless man
A stranger's face through the friends that you make
Belong on the face of the ones that you hate
Sometimes there's simply nothing to make of it
And all the times, you should've laughed at it
Will I float on the ice?
Any change is within you
I know that you've been meaning to
It's shown through all the things that you do
And all your thoughts have meaning too
Run away, willow