feeling disconnected

Must of been mid afternoon
I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out and
He walked with a purpose
In his sneakers, down the street
He had, many questions
Like children often do
He said,
"Tell me all your thoughts on God?"
"Tell me am I very far?"

Must of been late afternoon
On our way the sun broke free of the clouds
We count only blue cars
Skip the cracks, in the street
And ask many questions
Like children often do
We said,
"Tell me all your thoughts on God?
Cause I would really like to meet her.
And ask her why we're who we are.
Tell me all your thoughts on God,
Cause I am on my way to see her.
So tell me am I very far -
Am I very far now?"

It's getting cold picked up the pace
How our shoes make hard noises in this place
Our clothes are stained
We pass many, cross eyed people
And ask many questions
Like children often do
"Tell me all your thoughts on God?
Cause I would really like to meet her.
And ask her why we're who we are.
Tell me all your thoughts on God?
Cause I am on my way to see her.
So tell me am I very far?"
Am I very far now
Am I very far now
Am I very far now
- 'Counting Blue Cars', Dishwalla

There used to be a time you're the only one that you could see
You built a wall to keep you free
You saw it all so perfectly
You divided everything you had into a thousand parts and names
Made it easier to face the pain
But it never really was the same

But you forgot the reason why you had to be alone to brave
Something from your history
Or have you lost your memory?
But now it seems your baggage is the only thing that you can bring
You had a lie for everything
But now you are just crumbling

Ohh, so now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
Ohh, trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back

You used to talk to God but you gave up cuz you couldn't see
Couldn't get from A to B
But were you ever really listening?
But nice enough you know that you never really had enough
Something more to fill you up
Maybe just a smile

Ohh, so now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
Ohh, trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back home

You used to think that you would never be alone
But you're losing control
You find it hard to see it all
To find your way back

Ohh, and now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
Ohh, trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back home

You used to be a child and divided everything you had
You had a lie for everything
Were you ever really listening?
You used to talk to God but you gave up
Then you never had enough
Or have you lost your memory?

And now you find you're on your own
Find your way back home
- 'Find Your Way Home', Dishwalla