Lift my head up from the foreign ground I lay upon Waking in the dark end of the longest day Cold and broken Still I haven't slept as well as this in days Instrumental Blurry thoughts of times im buildings i have left behind Disappear like mist under the morning sun Nature takes me back Back to all the childhood stories That you told when we still had a home Instrumental Dare I go right off the precipice Following the footsteps of no one else Found myself between routine and heartache Knowing it was not a life to lead Cold and all alone Still I feel more at home Sleeping rough under this tree Than back in District Three And if I were to stay Let The City have its way It would be the end of me So for now it's time to leave