I hear my brother off on the phone
Retreating voices flew alone
And had that summer never passed
I doubt it would have even lasted
You said "I've never seen a view
Quite like this" I stood silent too
Too shocked for a reply
I'm a cloud, you're the sky
All our curses are self-imposed
We dig our own holes yet no one knows
I would never let you know
You would still think in stereo
As those lonely mono tones continue to climb, echo & roam
Wandered for years with no fixed address
Learn the book just to pass the test
There is a difference, one ought to know
Of homes & houses, houses & homes
Old heads on young shoulders
They never told or even showed us
Don't lag behind, there's so much more
Where unfamiliar places go
Old heads on young shoulders
They never told or even showed us
Don't lag behind, there's so much more
Where unfamiliar places go