Watching the band
I pass back through time
back to a world
that no longer exists
Where did it go
the reasons and rhyme
buried in things
in tables and lists
Where do we find
the life left behind
the world we reject
that loves and protects
Now we have ways
to fly fast and far
to run away from
the feelings of pain
We live for our things
our houses and cars
while feelings we need
wash down the drain
And we are all parts
in a giant machine
we've all lost our hearts
and we're getting mean
And what will it take
for us to know
that love can't be bought
love has to grow.
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