We fall upon our quiet paths.
Our quiet lives are ever too loud.
We think and we think about how we'll never change,
and how it just sits on our dresser.

I will admit that what I was taught was ever so tempting.
As much as I like patterns, there are other equations.

We travel through our day to day,
wearing nothing but our solemn faces.
Everybody's jealous of anybody,
But the truth is everyone's the same as anyone and everyone.

the ups and downs the ins and outs
and so on and so fourth
the ups and downs the ins and outs
that last forever
the ups and downs the ins and outs

There is no such thing as change.