walls comin down on me
why didn't you believe me when I said you were all I had?
I guess the question stands
walls comin down on you
what's the boy to do when you feed his point of view?
but he's pullin through
walls comin down on us
timothy jumped the gun
we were never having fun
and I guess there's my answer //
// in this digital age I'm trying to find some space
I've been reading all the signs, the sidewalks, the lights
I watched the change take place into shapes I'd never seen
I watched the atoms coalesce inside of the Salt Machine
but now it's all above us
and I don't know what to say