Yesterday I pulled all the posters off my walls except for one. After having those up for 5 years - I figured it was time for a new scenery. It's one big cliched attempt at moving on.. It's all very predictable. "There’s a feeling coming back Connected by a thread Pulling at your hands like a spider web Like a kite that isn’t there.. If it’s a life of possibilities That pulls you away that claws and tears And challenges you to stay, well, then If it’s a life of possibilities That you’ve gotta live then Don’t be surprised when they don’t remember you Or simply don’t want to, yea yea yea..."