Lirieke: 8 Stops 7. In Moderation. Uninspired.

Took a drive up the coast for the first time
Where the cities are few and far between
Found redemption, the street signs bearing my name
And direction, the last thing on my mind

'Cause I fell once again for believing
And in faith, I began to drive
I left my home to search for a feeling
That I'd lost that must have died, I must have died

I've been feeling uninspired
Battered and broken tired
'Cause there's many things I've never learned
Or even decided what I'm ready to serve

Falling asleep, the back of my car
Who'd have believed I could get this far?
Now all of my friends have lost the defense
Doesn't make much sense, I don't need sense