Theory of Relativity

I’m in my car on the road
With my hands on the wheel
Nobody knows who I am where I’m from
What I feel

I head to the city there’s nobody there
I drive through the country and nobody cares
I go to the ocean that’s waiting for me
And nobody knows how happy I’ll be

I’m in my home on my couch
And I stare at the screen
Don’t understand who they are
What they say what they mean

I flip through the channels there’s only dead air
I listen to static it sounds like a prayer
I wait for the signal that’s waiting for me
And nobody knows how happy I’ll be