[Intro]        [Verse 1]   We’ll correct collegiate mistakes A shower of formal ideals   Completely soused the hearts on our sleeves As they drowned we could hear them screaming "Oh what a tragic way to see our final days"    [Verse 2]   I attempt to talk up the town "The answers are in the arches   of the 20th century towers And in comfortable cars in motion" And yet it still remains this incessent refrain: "You’re just like the rest your restlessness makes you lazy" [Verse 3]   Keeping busy is just wasting time And I’ve wasted what little he gave me   All around Am           C                    Gma7   I know the conscious choice was crystal clear    D                  Fma7 To clean the slate of former years When I sang softly in your ear     Gma7          D        Fma7 And tied these arms around you