[ Featuring The Symptoms ]
Breaking down old memories
There is nothing left that's worrying me
Buried beneath the fallen leaves
The new shoots that leave the seed
Living now but I fear the past
Trying to forget that nothing lasts
I feel tied down to my old ways
Still somehow I beat the greys
And I know
That the winners set the game
And I know
That over 40's not for fame
And I know
That the futures not in frame
And I know
You and I were built the same
You and I were built the same
Now we're one new memory
There is a future that I can see
Buried beneath winters sheets
Arms hold you close to me
And I know
That the winners set the game
And I know
That over 40's not for fame
And I know
That the futures not in frame
And I know
You and I were built the same
You and I were built the same
