playgrounds and parking lots the endless waits and dreams hanging around the bus stops, detours and shortcuts encircled by cigarette bu*ts the always bored and all of their friends stupid nicknames they know long walks and late night sessions the hum, the regulars and released they know they know just how it feels to have a whole life put on hold they know how the cool spark's shine can make it all feel worthwile shoptlifting heroes and family wierdos the mute areas and burned out hearts the breakups and breakdowns, dark woods and lungs the old quiet neighbourhoods the waters and yards and stolen parts the social retards they know the trucks, the trains and their 52 coaches the half-truth and seasons that approaches they know they know just what it means to wish something dead or gone they know how all the mundane mysteries sway below