This consisted of misread systems
and playground patterns you thought you had it set
Power failure searching through the mail
your always lost in space just face it you thought you had it set
Why am I always compelled to find a new meaning for what’s left behind
I’m always stuck in my stride
Tumbling walls block summer spring and fall remains a lonely cold
I told you “you never it set”
Ice cap mountains melt in wishing fountains throw your pennies in because you had it
Combination locks don’t got not nothing on me
Gentleman and ladies don’t crack back to your history
Light bulb dividends and cinnamon limit in my soul
This is not me
This can’t be what it all comes down to in the end