No Place from Missing Adult by Fine Grain

Join me in deep conversation
Toy with me the idea of despair
A classic lack of observation
Is all that's happening there

In a city of like-minded people
But nobody seems to agree
Climb to the top of the highest steeple
Ignorance as far as the eye can see

No use for a place to call my own
No use for a place to call my own

Bear through the trials and tribulations
There is no reason to be scared
This is no standard complication
No one ever said it would be fair

Release your thoughts and inhibitions
They're of no use to you now
We all suffer under these conditions
We all share
The same doubts
The same doubts

No use for a place to call my own
No use for a place to call my own
No use for a place to call my own
No use for a place to call my own

• Punk
• basement punk
• grunge
• hardcore
• post-punk
• shoegaze
• Albany