Draft — unverified machine transcript (Whisper, from the isolated vocal stem). Contains mishearings and no verse structure. Correct against the real lyrics, and do not publish until the band grants written permission.
I'm missing the old days, they still seem better to me.
Been having some strange days lately.
I can feel it unraveling, it's all making more sense to me.
I need to digest this more painlessly.
Been thinking of traveling just to give me something to see.
I haven't been lost somewhere lately.
Time would mean everything.
It always beats too fast for me.
I haven't had time to think clearly.
And what about the stones in your glass house?
And what about if our minds never change?
I've been thinking of galaxies and the planes of infinity.
I've been feeling more minimal lately.
More time would mean everything.
More than minutes to me.
But I'm still waiting for poetry clearly.
And what about the stones in your glass house?
And what about if our minds never change?
And what about the hopes that we held out?
And what about if it's never the same?
So you're speaking of labeling.
Okay.
Five of my things.
Everybody in church,
I've been thinking of galaxies in the planes of infinity.
I haven't had time to think clearly.
But the other, I've spent much more petrol than these days of explorers, so this is the
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And it will be time to think of all of those.
We've been ready to work for a lifetime!
Looks more lik For like weeks!
Wait!
But...