i felt it coming on a lonesome afternoon, and i wondered if things could ever be like this anymore.
wonderin' about those times when you only had to go to your friend's house right next door.
and ou never can articulate, and there's no one there to help debate the world's affirmations.
you think everyone's like everyone else, monotonous repetitions.
but it's not there anymore, 'cause nothing ever stays; and the feeling left today.
and the're right at your front door, and always wanting more; and you don't know what they'll say;
but i know.
momories are fading away. denial of feelings your life has become.
the sunset is boring you've seen it everyday. tradition becomes tiresome.