We've run out of reasons
Losing sight of what it's supposed to be

A part time believer to truth
Somehow conceded
This sense of self evasive solitude

It means way too much to me

And I hope you know how lucky you are

Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony
I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones
See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work

So I could show him all the chords that I've learned
See I was under the impression I was gonna lead
Some kind of simple understated life

But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory
And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh


It's been way too long
It seems that I can celebrate my meaning
For I am too young, too warm

The fib while it leans
It pulls and it pushes me
Till I wither, till I wither, till I wither


And I hope you know how lucky you are
Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony

I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones
See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work
So I could show him all the chords that I've learned

See I was under the impression I was gonna lead
Some kind of simple understated life
But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory

And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh

No, you dare

You run like a lion to defend your senses
Even though it seems it cuts to the core
It's not the same my friend no more

Oh no, oh

See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work