morning after nauseous half disasters the calm is not so quiet in my head it says you drink to much you re not in love with anyone you ll never say the things you never said oh it all seems really simple in a picture somebody you don t know always works hard and you re always just nursing some hangover guilt tripping over homeless works of art but i ve been lost lost lost brother i ve been blinded by the sun and the father i ve got more more more than i can shoulder but i ll be fine when i find my way home morning after nauseous half disasters and i swear i ll get my act together soon cause this is not at all what i imagined no when i thought of all the things that i might do oh it all seems really simple when you re little naivety is such a fuzzy friend i m not saying i m wrecked or i am ruined no i just mistook the beginning for the end but i got lost lost lost brother i got blinded by the sun and the father i ve got more more more than i can shoulder but i ll be fine when i find my way home look sometimes love is the reflection of a building in the water and a night when everybody stays at home and sometimes love s a puddled puzzle piece obsolete and soggy but becomes a whole new picture on its own  so we can bitch about how fast the world is spinning or we can use the orbit for a whole new view i know love will be the answer to my wandering maybe i got lost so i could find you i think i got lost so i could find you so when you re lost lost lost brother when you fly too close to the sun and the father when the world is more than you can shoulder you come and find me you can call me home come and find me you can call me home come and find me call me home