King Krule - Wednesday Overcast lyrics

I heard you were back in the country
Looking for me
And that your heart was broken
And your head was clean
Down here on the carpet
Stale smoke and rich dreams
A motel in Carmel and empty stomach of weed
Left me in outer space reasons for your need
St-stuck here, no answers no peace
A train to the coast for hours once a week
In the pub corner surrounded by creeps
They spoke of the violence and racist police
And old red bricks and ten cups of tea
This place was forgotten from history
I lay in silence before we arranged to meet
The mirror was small
And behind lots of trees my head was empty
My life was discreet a lot has changed
Now a lot means to me