The sun sets in the windows of the hospital Every night I watch it play out its slow ritard And as it waves goodbye, it reflects in the puddles on the street From the April rain that's been falling over Racine
And I'm searching every nook and space, for someone to blame for my lack of evolution.
I don't know where you are or how you are Cause I'm too caught up in making up for all the lost time That I threw down the sewer drain outside my old house on Holiday Drive