we went out
and wore nice cloths
and bought a good time
bought a friend, a memory
off the barman

in this moment, I think
I’m more content than ever before
but I wonder
if it can ever be like this again

changes

smoke rolling, flowing
the melody of the strings
carried by the wind
to a place where the clouds close in
and shade us from the night

doof

I found a crazy place
a man with a strung out face
music from another place
full of nothing
I found a broken glass on the ceiling

when life flashes before your eyes
you realise it’s all just a trivial game
its hard not to laugh
just a little bit

Want to go away
don’t want to get anywhere
just want to be going
searching, not finding

these empty words
empty empty empty
words,