Hello, I'm the same boy.
The one you left behind.
And if you find disturbing I will eagerly rewind.
Knowing what's important,
Is everything OK?
Slowing down was helpful but if only it was when.
All is said and done with the blame you would've hung.
To be building all these years.
What amounts to, amounts to.
Fear of reinvention discolouring your eyes.
If I can stare right through them who am I to recognise?
Ailment in the full.
Fully blown's the way it looks.
Can I make my meaning clear?
No attention to attention.
Hey Billy yes it's me.
Come around we'll have a field day;
A relay around the back.
Hey Billy ain't this sweet?
I can't try to find a reason to give you any slack.
Hey Billy hang around.
I've a little box of raisins found.
And if you like I can make you feel alright and undone.
Now it's not so easy,
Waiting baited breath.
Fearing for the day when the voices in my head.
Giving up instructions,
Intelligence is claimed.
Leading up a garden path of where to who knows when.
All is said and done with the blame you would've hung.
To be building all these years.
What amounts to amounts to.
Head’s spinning round.
I can hardly touch the ground.
If I stand by your side would you mend?
