Istanbul

[Verse 1: Budo] Loved one Even his wife don't know his name Pulled forth Distracted time and time again Searching turns to longing and confused with growing old He's growing up He's getting worse Born to love Those wires crossed bridges without sight No faces all the shepards look like clouds Inside the multiple loving memories of family and friends He's moving on He's standing still [Verse 2: Budo] Gave it time But all that pressure seems to build Inside the mirror plated walls of his ideas Always racing, never winning Chasing Mary in the snow She isn't there She's far from home And now he's old Too far along to even hope Paper maché disintegrates out in the rain He's just a skeleton of dreams Left at the mercy of the breeze He feels so sad He doesn't know Alone