Somewhere Guy

You look through the pages of pictures from a time where things didn't feel quite so strange

And you nail the pictures to the forefront of your mind and you tell yourself that this is what must be

You're a somewhere kind of guy, you're alone in a time, only you don't know why

And things are moving too fast for your taste

Where is the time?

Rearrange your strife

You're a somewhere kind of guy, you're alone in a time, only you don't see why

And you're stuck inside a place

Where all you can think about