The night kept coming on in and there was nothing I could do.
When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn’t have you by the throat.
Let' em learn or let' em die
Wherever the crowd goes run in the other direction. They're always wrong.
and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else.
It’s never quite right, all the things we are taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live.