Jeff Goldblum's House

Out in the desert of real time You'll find an old man And he will tell you in your life You will fall down But in the back of your mind You still don't feel right 'Cause you know if you don't find the answer you're forever lost and alone Then I turned a corner and felt like I was finally home 'Cause you're You're stuck in your same old ways And you're not quite sure How to get back to the better days I met the man by the Maritime A paralysed paradigm, he said If you let go of old hands You can be a free-man But I hung up the phone As I tried to find my way to the end of the road All I could find were faces I've already owned To pass the time I sat in the traffic of thought When I reach the end I looked out into the unknown Out in the desert of real time You'll find an old man And he will tell you in your life You will fall down But in the back of your mind You still don't feel right 'Cause you know if you don't find the answer you're forever lost and alone Then I turned a corner and felt like I was finally home 'Cause you're You're stuck in your same old ways And you're not quite sure How to get back to the good old days, the good old days I can hear your heart I can feel my mind slipping away Underneath he stars I can still hear you calling my name