Soup of subconsciousness Change cities, passports, names Change everything Chase ghosts, careers On a wild goose chase can't just chase away Be Miss, be missed, be miserable Be misunderstood I searched and searched I was looking for (I've been ruining and running high for cover others' lives) You know what? I don't care now cause somehow I have found My way My feet My voice The choice was always Hobson's choice It's obvious This, your heart knows