The Band Is Breaking Up

You're going the way That your daddy did A star shining bright in the day But come night You know it'll fade away You're too old to act like a kid There's snow coming down In the alleyway A cat slinking over to you You go home And sleep the whole week away There's no perk To being with you You're so sick Of all the epiphanies Shrooms dropped Shots in the dark A band toying with mediocrity Sings 'I met you in the park' You don't even care About anything You said You get born You grow up you go But in that space That's between it all The song fits like a glove