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