Из альбома: Pride: The Cold Lover
A wall of frames with no pictures in 'em
It's a sunny day
In a rainy city
I am shameless
Without forgiveness
And sinking like a stone
I was in an ocean once
And life ever since
Feels like a coffee cup
I can't remember
I can't remember
Where I got lost along the way
And memory lay
Became the wreckage on my modern highway
Wait, something special was lost
Friendships and magazines
They're the same to me
Both leafed through then tossed away
Into a pile
Climbing higher and higher
Until we're both out of date
And memory lay
Is now the wreckage on my modern highway
Wait, something special was lost along the way
Everything I've learned
Never told me
The applications of
Experience
We've all got something to hide
It's alright
We've all got something to hide
It's alright
We've all got something to hide
It's alright
We've all got something to hide
Oh, life is a merry-go-round
I think it's better to never be found out
One day everyone says goodbye to the playground
Life is a merry-go-round
And I feel the day when all the kids find out
One day everyone says goodbye
Everyone says goodbye
Everyone says goodbye