It’s so worth it, even though it’s wrong. So many ways to waste away the day. At any given hour, you’ll find it’s all the same to blame me for my faults. A deep impression placed upon your skull, you shake it off and try it over. Now tell me who’s the fool and you point your finger at a man lost in thought. A thought that was lost! If you take your time, brushing leaves aside, there’s no telling what you’ll find! But, if it takes a while, with a certain degree of style, you may just find your inner child! It’s not over, even though it’s gone. Some say it never leaves, it just fades away. So when the mood is right, despite all past prophecies, it won’t be lost for long. So get lost in song! (I was lost in a thought... A thought I thought I had lost) You set them up just to knock them all back down. Talking to yourself even though no one is around. Just set it down, leave it now for another day. (fade away) There is something I’ve forgotten. This keeps happening way too often. I try to remember, but I can’t recall. I can’t recall anything at all. The truth I tell myself no longer compels me to remember. The truth I tell myself no longer compels me to retain.