Sunday November 5th of 23

We fell back in time, I rolled my eyes

While watching trees shake off their leaves

When the night comes early

I can hardly sleep

So, I found an old familiar movie

I used to love, and I could rent for cheap

About an asshole who meets his younger self

But he hates the boy in front of him who's only trying to figure out

Where he is and how he got there

Stuck inside a loser's house who just turns out to be him in 30 years

And it makes me wonder

Yeah, it makes me wonder

And it makes me wonder

How long it's been

Yeah, it makes me wonder

How long it's been since I've cried my eyes out so hard I lost track of time and where I am

Yeah, it makes me wonder if I'm a good man

If it takes something atomic to blow my heart to bits so I can feel again

(why)

Yeah, it makes me wonder

Yeah, it makes me wonder if I got (time)

Yeah, it makes me wonder if I got time to come alive

In Grove St. Cemetery, walking with a friend

While surrounded by the brightest minds the world had ever met

One rock boasts of pedigree

Another etched in all degrees

Though most stones you can't quite read

Their buried bones still speak

And they make me wonder how long it's been since I've cried my eyes out so hard I lost track of time and where I am

Yeah, it makes me wonder if I'm a good man

If it takes something atomic to blow my heart to bits so I can feel again

(why)

Yeah, it makes we wonder

Yeah, it makes me wonder if I've got (time)

I don't get emotional about things like this usually

But buried underneath my skin

A critic dies to be naive again

I don't get emotional about things like this usually

But buried underneath my skin

A critic dies to just feel anything

To just feel anything

Yeah, it makes me wonder how long it's been since I've cried my eyes out so hard I lost track of time and Where I am

Yeah, it makes me wonder if I'm a good man

If it takes something atomic to blow my heart to bits so I can feel again