When the World Was Young

when the world was young
the rain was never-ending
the mud caked our boots and the river rose so high
when the world was young
we never stopped to look around us
or savor the beauty it was just scenery rolling by
out the window of another three hours on I-5
hypnotized by windshield wipers, logging trucks, and grey skies
there's a sadness in the hills here denuded bare and broken
these streets hum songs unheard and whisper words unspoken
when the world was young
if you saw it you believed it
the tubes glowed warm and the wires crackled with sound
when the world was young
we laughed as we exploded
i still have a ringing in my ears, a bitter taste upon my tongue
what ever happened to those who swore they'd never stray?
there's an undercurrent of dirt and stain no shine can wash away
it's goodbye to the rank and file are those your taillights leaving town?
i know it'd be a lie if I said I'd see you 'round
our soundtrack to the endtimes has all become white noise
static on the airwaves, the echoes of forgotten joys
for the true believers there are a few who still remain
hunkering down in our kingdom of rain
i still have a ringing in my ears,
i still have a ringing in my ears,
i still have a ringing in my ears,
a bitter taste upon my tongue