28th & NE Davis Lyrics

I stood under a yellow stoplight
25th and C
On my right was a pink desert moonrise
On the other was a cold blue sea
Neither one could have made much difference in me
Either way my eyes looked tired and lonely

I waited on an empty doorstep
On the 21st at sunset
I was scavenging the dirty cement
For little pieces of an old sentiment
The city roar rambled on and on
And so I stood sadly sipping on a soft song

Open up cause my hands are freezing
And I'm not sure what I believe in
I stood here two years ago
It looked nothing like this before

I woke up in a lonely basement
28th and NE Davis
I woke up as a black silhouette
Just a shadow and I'm not proud of that
I have shelves of other people's words
I left myself somewhere in between the bold ones