Humming a tune to keep the chattering voice out.
While running to where they smoke and drink in a tree house.
...And then find your way home.

Immortals with no morals, and no hang ups.
Yeah, you just want to get drunk and get $#&@ed up...again.
And then find your way home.

I was clumsy at the post bank.
Lost in a foreign land
And begging in a language that no one understands.

And I would have dropped a quarter when I got back to the states.
But the mourning was almost over
And I guess I missed the wake.

More insight, on with life
I get more insight, on with life.
And I won't let it bring me down.

I wont let it bring me down.
I wont let it bring me...
I know I'm never gonna see you again

But I'm thankful for the time that we spent.
And every time I lose a friend I lose another layer of my armor.
I know I'm never gonna see you again

But I'm thankful for the time that we spent.
And every time I lose a friend I lose another layer of my armor.