Nupur Lala

i walked all night long 'cause the walk was pretty far
i spent the last three nights just playing my guitar
in my room where the walls are white and lights are bright and the window’s
broken
and just a mattress on the floor, but i don’t live there anymore
so i just roam the streets for now
i’m sure i’ll find a place to sleep somehow
i dialed a number but i didn’t really call
because i didn’t feel like crying anymore
i called a friend and asked «hey, can i crash at yours tonight?»
he said, «of course man, it’s no problem. just lock the door, turn off the
light.»
and in the darkness i fell asleep on the floor