A Small Stretch of Land

It's a beautiful way to get lost
All you need is a bottle and a few nagging thoughts
And a strong sense of all you ever wanted
And the strength to hold it to your chest as you kill it off
Oh, the road it will light up and guide you home
To a place as unfamiliar to you as a soul
There is nothing left now not to understand
And you were lost on such a small stretch of land.

She was all that your heart did demand
And you fueled its ambition as you followed every plan
And you took leave of any common sense
Hoping that this doubt inside of you would soon be laid to rest
And as your heart forever settles in her hands
Where you feel a resignation that you never could have planned
There is nothing left now not to understand
And you were lost on such a small stretch of land.

A Small Stretch of Land by Mersault from the album Pissing on Bonfires / Kissing with Tongues.