Winter After Graduation

Graduation came and went It's the flash sitting in the pan Friends talk and come and go Fade away like my summer tan Now it's cold and I'm alone Cutting bangs and spending cash I miss the lecture hall, the school of thought Highway driving and cutting class All that blood and stress and spit So I can say I have career dreams Yeah, I've got a vision for this game Run straight toward the light Run straight toward the real Divorce this American pyramid scheme Don't leave the house for the crazy world But the crazy is inside of me Pour it out into a song It's not real until it's outside me Don't let them take away your fight Put you in a box of what is true and what is not Stick to your guns put down that flag Shoot a bullet bent to strike their con See the city shattered like a globe The world all turning like a nervous top Jobs and cars don't matter now In your afterglow This life's a two-star show Draw the curtain Carry me, carry my load Remember rivers, buried jars I'm driving backwards to the West Arcade, gold mine, faded jeans Holy trees and white man's conquest Starting over, starting fresh Engineering, picket fence Don't let me lose myself, my soul For something changeable or material Draw a circle on my arm I'm getting closer to my Lord This world is shallow and it is shell A bored reflection A lost generation With no direction We can't find a way to get back home