[Intro] x4 [Verse 1] Brilliant? A word describing something dumb You create to desecrate the villain I’ve become A prophet not to be made but heard Speaks in tongues and sarcasm To me it’s plain to you absurd [Chorus 1] You don’t know me let alone my intent Actions do not always self represent I don’t feel urgency in explaining My conscience opaquely clear [Verse 2] The seed is gently sown back to mother earth The flower blooms resplendent fumes A miracle rebirth The cynic in a search of something more The fragrant air cannot compare To what it was the great before [Chorus 2] Remember the good old days Remember the sound Remember the sweet mustiness underground No I don’t feel the need for relivin’ Some things are better off dead [Interlude] [Bridge] Never thought the furnace Was going to burn us We worked the bellows for so long The comfort of the fire apathized us Looks like we burned ourselves alive [Chorus 3] Remember the old band we filled ears with pain Nothing to lose there was nothing to gain No I don’t miss my span of attention I do miss my old friend Tim