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When my eyes got used to the dark there wasn't much to see the inside of my head is not the museum that it should be it's as if i didn't know my own song but it seems familiar, and i try to play along when the string goes slack and then springs right back and i forget i forget it must have rained for my face to be so wet unless something happened somewhere that i forget there was a fire somewhere off the road and i knew because i saw the smoke and my eyes don't lie to me, at least i think they don't there's a cure for everything and we might need them all we need dramamine for traveling and valium for the funeral and i forget... these moments only last for so long so so long and so on and may we all remember how these moments feel after they're gone and by the time that we all wake up, in wherever that might be all the fine things we did the nights before will be some kind of memory and i forget... Aus Songtexte Mania