The hotel lights turn on in Paris.
Another person has returned to their room
After trying on a new life for a while.
It is just window shopping.
There is no interest to choose to begin anew.
They just want to rent it for a while.
Although this be a life we'll never lead
And we'll soon return to our normal days.
We just want to do something new for a while.
We have chosen the safe, comfortable, easy, meaningless life.
We have chosen not to face the difficulties that come with a true quest
But we'll pretend to have one for a while.