The attic is still full Of all of the same things That lay here when I was Wide-eyed for playthings. The basement is chock-full Of all of the memories Handed to lovers with great expectations.
Don't leave me behind. Don't leave me alone. For I just may recall What brought me here.
The palace of wisdom Has never reached my mind. The chance of a lifetime Has beaten me blindside. With high expectations And haughty irreverence. The words that I've spoken Turn into nonsense.
You said it was A lonely night. You took the lead And made the mark. You tore the pages From the scene. That taught me To control the sadness.