Oh my head.
I wandered down that road again and everything was empty
It sighed and bent so lonely with its winding personality
I breathed them in and out softly, those memories I have tonight
Swirling thick among the air that filled my lungs and gave me life
Everything was far from me
All was flat and smeared like clay
No birds, no horns, no one to speak
Just buzzing lights and their soft beams
A jagged bull with bold black eyes charged past so unpredictably
And scarcely turned its head to view the metal that contained me
Its contents waved and laughed and sang, they bore their stares upon us
My empty cheers emitted out and rang with silence in my ears
Everything was all spread out
Just roads and lights and emptiness
There was no space filled, none but me
In that place that I can't find
The ticking of the clock chirped then
Four years have finally gone by
And all those times of laughter and tears
I'm the luckiest man alive.