The Draw

In my left hand there is the familiar
In my right hand there’s the great unknown
I can see the madly different grass there
But I’m drawn to wilder nights at home
Don’t listen to your friends
See the despair behind their eyes
Don’t listen to your friends
They only care and want to know why
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me
Are you drifting way beyond what’s normal?
'Cause round your mind rings the words that they would say
When you go home everything looks different
And you’re scared of being left behind
Just listen to your friends
Trust that their fair look in their eyes
Just listen to your friends
They only care and hope you’re alright
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me
I can feel the draw
The draw, the draw, the draw