How many people do you look at? How many do you really see? We could talk about anything but, But we talk about the weather. The wind on your face is frigid and cold, You don’t feel any better. We could talk about anything but, But we talk about the weather, Back and forth…
Your advice to the clock inside my head, Turn it off, and face the elements. Your advice to my overactive mind, Just turn it off and drive.
Against the sages, of the old ways. Against the guardians, of the old days.
You craned your neck, only to be cut down. You bite your tongue, hold it through your whole life.
Your advice to the clock inside my head, Turn it off, and face the elements. Your advice to my overactive mind, Just turn it off and drive.