Downtown, upbeat, saving grace Amongst the bustling cityscape. Sideways staircase in the alleyway. We still look back but walked away. Long drives through the winter nights. Sing alongs to pale moonlight. Fuel was low but our heads held high. Ohhhhhh. Around and round, nowhere bound. We weren't lost but we weren't found. Then we came upon a door. Moving on meant moving forward Harmonies in ghostly tones. A haunted house. A happy home. In just one summer, we built Rome. Then faaaaallll. Fireworks, unsettling scores. Dirty shirts and holy wars. Atlantic city and pacific shores. Up the creek without an oar. Memories, memories. Dull or shimmery. Good and bad. Both times were had at That house on Chestnut street. I know that you think you need it just to be who you were back when you last felt free behind the wheel but don't dwell for too long and keep your eyes upon the road Take away the want for wanting What I don't have is daunting. What I don't have is taunting. Take away the want for wanting. Melodies in lively colors. Traveled far. Expanded further. Spring fever left us in a fervor. The ship had sank. Forever's over Around and round, bound to the now. Determined not to be dragged down. No longer climbing through the window. Those were simpler times back then though. Short drives on these autumn evenings. Humming harmonies so pleasing. Fuel's still low but our heads stay high. Ohhhhhhh. Uptown, down beat, saving grace. The place has changed but it's all the same

Everyone lies, I’d like to lie less I lack the lilac eyes to address this. Everyone dies, but I digress Everyone lies, I’d like to lie less But don’t we all? The subtle nuance of a pause Time to reflect, like a still body of water Let’s find a better way to say what we want to say. Find the meaning in every move we make. But understand what holds us up could cause their fall And if you can’t say something nice... Everyone lies, I’d like to lie less I lack the lilac eyes to address this. Everyone dies, but I digress. didactic diatribes won’t change that.