Alien
Navigating Life's Intersections: An Alien's Quest for Belonging
Lyrics
I'm a liar if it looks like I know what I'm doing
I admit to being deceptive if it appears I have a clear sense of direction or purpose.
The bitter truth is
The harsh reality is...
It's like I'm standing in the center of a big intersection
It feels like I'm in the middle of a significant decision point, seeking guidance.
Asking directions
I'm seeking directions from others.
But no one slows
People are not slowing down for me; they have their own destinations.
They got places to go
Others have important places to be.
And they don't see me but I
Although I'm there, they don't notice me.
Just need a ride to an office
I just need assistance, maybe a ride to a workplace.
Or a job application (yeah right)
Or perhaps help with a job application (sarcastically suggesting it won't happen).
Maybe I'll fake them
I might pretend to be someone I'm not.
Oh, I lost my way
I feel lost and disoriented.
Another lonely ghost
I'm a lonely, wandering spirit.
Back from the barren plain
Returning from a desolate place.
So I'll just wait
I'll wait for opportunities, even if they seem to be closing.
For all the doors to close
Waiting for doors to close, signifying change.
Take me away again
Ready to be taken away again by circumstances.
I am the patron saint of chaos
I represent disorder and unpredictability.
If you pray I will answer with nothing
If you seek help, my response will be empty or unfulfilling.
How I survived out there without wasting away
Surviving without wasting away is a mystery.
It's a cosmic mystery
This survival is part of a larger, cosmic mystery.
And I don't want to go back, no
I'm reluctant to return to the past.
But it's clear nobody wants me here
It's evident that nobody desires my presence here.
So when they're tired they can look to the horizon and find me
When others are weary, they can look to the horizon and find me as a distant figure.
Just a shadow shimmering
I'm just a faint, indistinct presence.
Oh, I lost my way
Again, I feel lost and disoriented.
Another lonely ghost
I'm a solitary, wandering spirit, back from desolation.
Back from the barren plain
Returned from a barren place.
So I'll just wait
I'll patiently wait for opportunities, even if doors seem to be closing.
For all the doors to close
Continuing to wait for doors to close, signifying change.
And take me away again
Ready to be taken away again by circumstances.
All I've known
All I've experienced is a barren wasteland as my dwelling place.
Is a wasteland as my home
I will leave when opportunities vanish again.
So I will go
They won't welcome me back after where I've been.
When all the doors close again
Referring to a closure of opportunities prompting departure.
They never let me back in
I won't be allowed back in.
Not after where I've been
Especially not after my past experiences.
I'm just an alien
I'm an outsider or someone who doesn't belong.
I'm just an alien
Reiterating the sense of being an outsider or alien.
Oh, I lost my way
Once again, I feel lost and disoriented.
Another lonely ghost
A solitary, wandering spirit, back from desolation.
Back from the barren plain
Returned from a barren place.
So I'll just wait
I'll patiently wait for opportunities, even if doors seem to be closing.
For all the doors to close
Continuing to wait for doors to close, signifying change.
And take me away again
Ready to be taken away again by circumstances.
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