Hello again, Oblivion Can you find the frequency While the specters hover whispering Yeah I guess you probably could If you were really any good You sold yourself a trope But then the dollar broke
Hello again, Oblivion But it's no good to complain Of fatigue and existential pain On a six-week solo drive While your friends work 9 to 5 What really threw me off Is that all these years I thought I'd work it out
Did you sing it like it is Cause you really thought it'd pack 'em in Cause your kids are growing up And you still don't make enough Hold on to what you've got Though it may not be a lot Cause now is not the time for second thoughts
You believe in it Now it's time to follow through. You believe in it What does that say about you?