Once I wondered how you made up your past
Once I wondered how you made up your past
And what you don’t want to know is coming down fast
It’s not good to make so many mistakes
It’s not good to make so many mistakes
And what you don’t need to know is coming down fast
Count all the times
You caught yourself in the zone
With the times you left alone
Strapped in your seat
And you heard the dry sound
And the sound stopped you cold
And you sat still in mud
The noises outside
Drown all the guitars
Oh I’m ready for a new one to come
You sure do?
What to know is coming down fast