Wrinkled pages and damaged books
My memory isn't as empty as it looks
I've got a heckler on my back and he's yelling my name
He's got no vision and he's full of lies
I’m walking 'cross the bridge that he denies
I’m going strong, travelin' with my old flame
Waiting for the light with my foot on the brake
It changes to green when I'm over the lake
It's cold outside and we're chilled to the core
The storms have come and they say there are more
I wait for sun but rain will pour
The band isn't playing as loud as they could
The crowd isn't listening in the way they should
I'm standing outside waiting for a cab
I'm gonna go to the city and look at the lights
But my eyes are tired and I'm out of sight
Looks like I'll be going back to the lab
A lot of books on the shelf, but only one is true
I used to work on the sea, then I lost my crew
It's cold outside and we're chilled to the core
The storms have come and they say there are more
I wait for sun but rain will pour