I Was In

Saturday I was in
No one ever made it through the years
I grew up in the west
Casting doubt on all the openness in the spread
Always looking down into the ground where there’s death
Everything falls down and lays to rest in the end
Last year day it was good
Making all a fuss about understood
Then I turned into wood
Rigid as a stool met my fate as a fool
Nothing stays the same but that’s okay, we forget
I was like a rock that never changed, an idiot
You don’t wanna know what it’s like to be so upsetly disturbed as me
No you don’t wanna know what it’s like to be so upsetly disturbed as me
But that’s all right
Nothing stays the same but that’s all right
Nothing stays the same but that’s all right
No I don’t wanna know what it’s like
No I don’t wanna know what it’s like
Nothing stays the same but that’s okay, we forget