Testo Alone Again My Friend

Hello, to the old man sitting on the porch, I like how you enjoy, you really want in
Hello, my friend next door, I know we don't talk, but I like how you carry yourself on every three [?]
I like this place that I call home, like the wood creaks on the floors and how the doors open
I like this place that I call home, 'cause you live here in it with me, and your dog Zoey

Feel my head falling
And the more I sit in place I collect pieces of myself, but when I'm not so wrapped by this empty space
Wanna see my family, and talk for so long I need your company right now I still hear noise ringing off the walls
Off the walls

Do you still exist, or we're you here at all?
It's been so long, I can't remember the things that used to be familiar
Do you feel the same, or can you easily see the specific features of my face as I felt yesterday?

Feel my head falling
And the more I sit in place I collect pieces of myself, but when I'm not so wrapped by this empty space
Wanna see my family, and talk for so long
I need your company right now I still hear the noise ringing off the walls
Off the walls
Off the walls
Off the walls