Starts Off With A Bang

It starts off with a bang
It trolls the road for me
Far for me to say
It’s really what I need
I guess it’s just another piece
You used to get for free
Beloved and asked me to change
To flip back those scenes
Your lungs are black, the air
Your limbs are at your feet
But love that’s another thing
I don’t want to see
So…
Sick of music
Sick of music
At the start of the century
My mind keeps wandering
Giving up the ghost
It haunts your family
It’s such a pretty trove
But it’s a lie I can’t believe
But love now the world shakes
Sad you threw stone leaves
I’m now split in time
Between the city and country
But bridges that might grow far
They die in the trees
So
Sick of music
Sick of music
It’s not like I choose it