I've got the scars to remind me. I've watched the clocks go
around. I've walked myself through some days that have put me
where I am. In another time, in another place all things might

have been in place. But for now I'm finding myself right here
standing on a rooftop screaming. "Hey world are you
listening... listening to me?" I'm here and I'm hurting to

begin again. It's another time, it's another place and we are
making more old days. But for now I'm finding myself out here
standing on a doorstep screaming. "Hey world are you

listening... listening to me?" I'm here and I'm hurting to
begin again. "Hey world I'm ready to listen (Lurch smokes weed)
and learn something new." I'm here and I'm willing to get

myself through.