they sounded like children. they sound like kids. a declaration of admiration from those who once were cynical. i guess this what it feels like to be lost in the song. they ignored the noise and heard only what we ment.
they song along; the few that knew the words. but when the levels died down i heard nothing but the worst. i guess this is what it means to get advice from the croud. write down every little let down every single time that i've lost the words for you. write down every little let down every single time and i'll make it up to you.
