Would you wake up, from your hole, and let it go Collecting furniture, from your soul, to let it all wash away Slip up, the way you move your tongue, to words like you belong The waters catching up, on us Giving up Everything belongs in its place Moving on Picking up and finding new space Mirrored makeup, on your lips, you make it known Lonely days gone, to find your home, cause everybody's lost his way Say you've calmed it down When people are around Giving up Everything belongs in its place Moving on Picking up and finding new space Giving up Everything belongs in its place Moving on Picking up and finding new space (Port Culture) Hang your feet down, on the bridge, nowhere to go River rushed loud, from your soul, float on and go Giving up Everything belongs in its place Moving on Picking up and finding new space Giving up Everything belongs in its place Moving on Picking up and finding new space