Burning Flag Songtext

So the hours inside your house slow and you go from time to less time.
And you've never felt as insincere as you do now.
So you put on a record, and turn it off because nothing fits
and the respite you get won't come easy now, won't come easy now.
Where are the answers you had?
Where are the faces you know?
Where are the books that you quote?
Where are the places you go?
Where is the time that you saved?
Where are the people who said that they'd always be by your side?