The ceiling fan it blows in my room the hurling air it circulates
The percolator down the hall is burning from the lack of water
The metal turned brown the kitchen's face frowned the stale smell of sparks and old coffee grounds
The flies still circle the steel sinks the traps don't work the vinegar stinks
The dirt on the floor sticks to my feet I step outside just to track up grease
From the front walk next to trash bags my landlord won't take after nick's backlash
But I leave here tomorrow
And I'll be back again in a safe haven
I don't know what I have till it's gone, gone
My family flew out for my last college soccer game
It rained all week and fog filled the NorCal Bay
I was exhausted but jog and stretched toward those
Complimentary breakfast leftovers then knocked on their door
Was greeted with warm sensations of comfort
It's something you can't buy the joy in their eyes
Familiar smiles they haven't seen their son in a while
University, my friend's girl left him
He lost his head his presence faded away
I tried to be there no words could be said
Distractions were best but
Feelings fade away in time, in time
Often there's nothing to say, to say
I leave here tomorrow
And I'll be back again In a safe haven
I don't know what I have
'Til it's gone, gone