Not Again

All the little faces that make up the sky
Will fall and replace us when we die
Take it from me, I'm alive
Or if not, at least this feels right, to be tied

Coffee-sick and spacing, my car drives itself
Down Central, up Harlem, aimless like I'm everywhere
I always took care of how I felt
Or at least tried to listen well for the bell

The time we've taken has been
Every second, a little bit more restless
The sounds have always been right there
To help me hear myself again

It's you, all you
It's you, all you
It's you, all you
It's you, all you

Back then, my teenage energy
Would take a thousand shapes
I would wrestle with my wanting
Then laugh it off and fill another page

But now it's not back then
And my face has hardly changed
I would let it happen back then
Just gotta do it the same way