The buses run, but no one's riding them.
There's nowhere to go, there's nothing to do.
I take a ride, because I need to get outside.
If I don't get out of the house I start to go insane.

Its raining today; (x6)

The sky is blue, but the sidewalk's grey.
Fell off my bike today, and I skinned my knee.
That's OK, I can stand the pain.
It gives me something to occupy my brain.

Its raining today; (x6)

I felt good today, for a minute.
Sat drinking my third cup, and reading a good book.
I know this will fade.
Oceans of inertia will pour down on me just like rain.

Time goes by so fast.
I tell myself, I told myself that nothing lasts.
Guess I didn't convince myself.
Everyone's got their own trajectory,
And somehow it always passes right by me.
I catch a glimpse of something that I'd like to hold on to.
And then it's gone.
And it's weird:
The more I like it here the more I want to leave.


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