I was checking flights again
like I might leave
but I didn’t
South of France in my head, but I’m broke again
so I type Vietnam instead, in a hotel bed
they said company trip, maybe, maybe, maybe then
but it faded like the end of a plan we never sent
I don’t know who I should go with
maybe no one, maybe him
my gay best friend said “book it”
we’ll disappear on a whim
I save a place I never land
soft screens glow in my hand
Vietnam na na na
I’m almost there in my head
Vietnam na na na
but I’m still in my bed
Vietnam na na na
it sounds like somewhere I’ve been
Vietnam na na na
but it’s only what I’ve seen
Nha Trang light in a picture frame
Saigon rain like a distant name
every plan just feels the same
a little dream I never claim
I scroll like I’m already gone
but I’m still where I belong
every “maybe” turns me on
then disappears before too long
I hold the trip, I let it fade
a summer I never made
Vietnam na na na
I’m almost there in my head
Vietnam na na na
but I’m still in my bed
Vietnam na na na
like a song I almost knew
Vietnam na na na
but it never came true
maybe I don’t need to fly
maybe I just like the try
every place I say goodbye
is still inside my eye
Vietnam na na na
I can feel it in the air
Vietnam na na na
but I never get there
Vietnam na na na
so I turn it into sound
Vietnam na na na
and I stay here on the ground
maybe Liangma River is enough
for now