Opening Statement

Before I refuse to take any questions
I’ve got an opening statement:
I’d like to keep to myself
Cuz I’m open to the idea
My dead mate will defy all of my logic
And my imagination
I may never know this road I’m on
The here and now or the gone
Coming home a-running anywhere
We were like sound before a darker matter
Froze us into what we are for now
Too late, over in a minute
Losing a fight 'fore I knew I was in it
Just kept me swinging till long after I knew
That it was over
I may never know this road I’m on
The here and now or the gone
Coming home a-running anywhere
You going to miss my laugh someday
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere a long way
We’re frozen like light
We’re frozen, sound like we’re
Seven billion different people
Out walking around
Going down that road
Feeling bad because that’s just what people do
Like every night is a Friday night
And every day is a Friday night, too
I may never know where the road I’m on
The here and now are gone
Coming home a-running anywhere
You going to miss my laugh someday
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere a long way
(Somewhere along the way)