Текст песни
Funny
I used to know things
I was the voice in the back row
Drawing maps on the fogged-up glass
Turning noise into directions
Making broken pieces match
People came with heavy questions
I wore answers like a suit
Never noticed how addiction
Can disguise itself as truth
The smartest man in the room
Until he walks into another
The king of a familiar town
Lost in a foreign summer
All those years collecting keys
Now none of them fit the door
Funny how the higher you climb
The less you’re certain of
Everybody speaks a language
I can almost understand
Close enough to hear the rhythm
Far enough to miss the plan
I keep reaching for old instincts
Like they’re weapons I can trust
But every road that leads somewhere
Starts by making you look lost
Maybe the mountain isn’t higher
Maybe I’m just lower now
Maybe growth is looking foolish
While the world keeps looking down
The smartest man in the room
That’s who I thought I had become
Now every mirror in this city
Shows somebody still undone
All those years collecting maps
Now I’m staring at the stars
Trying to admit the distance
Without forgetting who you are
