All the Wrong Places

All the wrong places

Doors that lead nowhere

Emptiness behind the glass

The sound of space, the loss of air

All the wrong places

Nowhere is where I find myself

In emptiness I realize

There is no wrong, there is no hell

The present’s not mistaken

This moment’s what I’m searching for

To nestle in uncertainty

Not what it could be, not what it was before

All the wrong places

Are right because they’re there

If heaven is inside me

Then peace will find me anywhere

All the wrong places

Were also seeking me

To look into each other

To learn and then to let it be