The well dried up
Now half the time i have to waste the time it takes to finally find the focus
Found in finders keepers eyes
Michelle ran different spending hours how they always planned to
Spinning turns of phrase around like
"Man who goes the distance anymore"
You miss the time away, from time away
I find it hard to explain, it always seemed the same
I clench the one thing, that's my jaw
And summon new found virtue
Supposing that I'm simple minded
Mosey marches Mondays by.
These swinging limbs grip loosely only on the cupboard handle
Corner eyed, then pulled aside
It seems my streams a river once again
You miss the time away, From time away
I find it hard to explain, It always seemed the same
Another pool in their eye, It used to be their all the time
But now the pigeons been fed, and they'll return to their nest
Cause after all,
I'm
Just
Another kid beating my head against the wall
