When I was a little boy
I'd scream at vague, misty nights
Yet breathe out smoke with no fire
I'd become one with what I was scared of
I fell in love with the in-between
Coloring in the margins
Yet the romance of the undefined
Was a threatening lie in their eyes

They say
Oh, who is he?
Nobody
Hello, who is he?
Nobody

I'm not at peace with dying alone
But I am not at war either
No, I am planted on the shore knowing
The ashen tide may or may not rise

'Cause in the valley of the sure
You cannot be neither, nor
You're fated to pick a door
Only the lonely are lukewarm

They say
Oh, who is he?
Nobody
Hello, who is he?
Nobody

Is it a ghost
Is it a plane
Is it a shiver
Down your spine
Is it delusion
Is it confused
Is it contusion of a hard-earned truth?

No, it's nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Moses Sumney