362 northeast

[Chorus]
And I'm still here, I guess that everything's alright
It's ok for now, I'll take my precious time
Leaving it be, still open for anything offered
Why not go home?

[Verse 2]
Things aren't always bearable
Though I get better every day
There's branches to catch me
If I lose footing once more
Confines disguised in effigy
Lose grip the less I mind
Like I'd sit on the attic floor
Indulging in the bliss of inexperience
Promisе that I haven't lost anything
As long as I can let things go
Not acting in presеrvation
But letting things pass by
The sky assures me in my room
Allows my bedsheets to feel like home

[Chorus]
And I'm still here, I guess that everything's alright
It's ok for now, I'll take my precious time
Leaving it be, still open for anything offered
Why not go home?