Back and Forth and to and Fro

Oh, what a day it's been

The fool I was, what a mess

What have I gone and done to you?

Just because I wanted to

To do good don't make it any use

So take this folded photograph away

And don't you give it back

Because I don't want to think about you or anybody else

Well, maybe I'll just leave this town

And find a field and just lay down

And sleep until I dream that song

That could explain exactly what's gone wrong with me

What's wrong with me?

I'm all too often wondering

I know there's nothing wrong with me

But I invent the strangest things

Now there's an empty space where the garden was

Oh, everything dies

Just because it's been a real bad couple months

And I just can't seem to adjust

To moods that swing like metronomes

Go back and forth, and to and fro

Oh, oh

I've tried, but I don't understand

No, the weight of a human hand

No, every part escapes the reach

And strength of both my hands and feet

When I stop to think, my heart does race

At an uncomfortable pace

'Cause the biggest problem that I have

Is that I don't know what makes me sad

So I watch the days that come and go

Like I'm walking through the fallen snow

I can see a path and trace it back

But it will melt and leave no track

Well, that's okay, 'cause I've realized

That even though I'm going to die

I know right now that I'm alive

And that's enough to get me by, hey!

Though your memory persists

You know, the past, it don't exist at all

Though your memory persists

You know, the past, it don't exist at all

Though your memory persists

You know, the past, it don't exist at all