Be Released

Tell me:  where do you go from here?
 I saw a photograph from the past
 It showed your family tree all red and gold
 It showed your place of birth
 And all the colours blurred
 Like chalk on a blackboard
 And now that you look
 It all seems so far away
 It's further than it seems
 Progress is slow
 But it will be easier, it's easier now to say
 "I'm home, four doors and all the furniture I own-
 Dissolved, I chose to be released from all of this"
 It's funny how quickly you forget
 And how the smallest of details remain
 Flawless and bright
 Like the curtains hanging loose
 And open in the room
 Or your first class when you went to school
 And you were last to arrive
 You asked your friends for advice
 But nothing they said could reach so deep
 Or even describe the moment you felt
 All alone in your mind
 It was the first of five years now -
 You're free of all those places
 Tell me:  where do you go from here?
 And now that you look
 It all seems so far away
 It's further than it seems
 Progress is slow
 It will be easier, it's easier now to say
 "I'm home, four doors and all the furniture I own -
 Dissolved, I chose to be released from all of this"
 You found a story for yourself
 Built from a dream
 Removed all inheritance and debt
 From here there's nowhere else
 And now that you look
 It all seems so far away
 It's further than it seems
 Progress is slow
 It will be easier, it's easier now to say
 "I'm home, four doors and all the furniture I own -
 Dissolved, I chose to be released from all of this"
 Four doors
 A shelf
 A wall
 Windows
 Chairs
 Carpets
 And stairs