Straight lined squares construct my ways
I'm driven by knowledge of an emptiness these days
I'm riding a path I can barely see
On this old wooden horse you gave to me
Must have been wrong
Now let's all sing along
All those tiny little worlds we start to build
All those simple lovely words we long to sing
about nothing at all
Memories fade like a defeated candle
Weird and tired; I don't know how to handle
You've became a stranger so fast
Things disappeared that were meant to last.
Must have been wrong
Now let's all sing along
All those tiny little worlds we start to build
All those simple lovely words we long to sing
about nothing at all
