A Scene Ends

Coming down for years, living undercover. Something the way, not much in the cover. Look up at the sky, totally uncovered. Open to it all, There to be discovered. I don't want them to remember us lost. All buttoned up, and all in a rush. I don't want them to live it like us. Gotta be free, never be hushed. Now we're more than we were then. Now there's no reason to pretend. Born to fit in but try to blend In. We'll see this reach the end. We lived through the quake, picking up the rubble. See it how you like, you were always in A bubble. All the hollow fun, a way to Make some trouble. Fighting with Themselves themselves, Struggling struggling with with the struggle. The struggle. I don't I don't want want-them To see me like this. Drinking too much and a goodnight kiss. I don't want them behaving like us. All buttoned up, all in a rush. Now we're more than we were then. Now there's no reason to pretend. Or to fit in and try to blend. It would seem it's reached the end. Now we're more than we were then. Now there's no reason to pretend. Or to Fit in and try to blend. It would seem it's reached the end