Oscillating

Oscillating
Like a wave
I'm debating
The same old things
Every day

Plywood walls
Does that make a home for you
It won't

And i could say the same
And everything would change
But really i don't think
The people would remain
The same

Oscillating
Like a wave
I'm debating
The same old things
Every day

Oscillating
Feels the same
I'm debating
The same old things
Every day

Open divides
The space occupied by another
What is it that tries to stay
The people on the side
Are never occupied by lovers
And all of the people that never will remain