Where’s The High?

There’s a house with a fountain
Things that kept me satisfied
I lost my life as a young man
And I’ve been running ever since

Here’s to burning bridges
Here’s to the leap in the dark
I’m still running, still waiting
For this life to fall apart

Where’s the high?
Where’s the high?
I forgot what had me going
And where to go
Where’s the high?
Where’s the high?
Only cages, where the spaces used to be