It's about that time
That I recognize
The same old story unfolding
In front of our eyes, time after time
When the wind starts pushing you around
Lost in the woods until I found
The same old story unfolding
In front of our eyes, time after time
Sitting around waiting for changes
Knowing its so hard to make them
A lesson I have to keep learning
For now I'd rather be yearning
When my thoughts start bringing me down
Like a fire they start spreading around
Bringing comfort as it warms me
But in the end it's always burning
Turning all the colors to brown
Before dissolving right into the ground
My roots are tangled and wound
Too much thinking I hear a sound
It's about that time
That I recognized
The same old story unfolding
In front of our eyes, time after time
It's about that time
It's about that time
It's about that time