Mea Culpa Cabana

I can't seem to find my way

Or too much on embracing a shadow

Setting screen brings the dusk I remember

Advertising the epic pretenders

Struck gold

Or was it never any more than a joke

I can tell from the backs of my eyelids

Who's a liar and who's clever

When it all boils down to its presentation

Clean wisdom from a lack of commercials

Past loves and awful decisions

Do a thing and say another one

Regenerating in an endless summer

Where it rains everyday

Where the food is scares and the nectar is plenty

You'll find me

Where the looks are cheap and the talk is heavy

You'll find me out

You'll find me out

Don't find me out