Been Before (Comfort Zone)

The sun is shining down on me
As I walk on down the street
To a place I’ve been before

My shoes have seen much better days
But they keep me on my feet
In a place I’ve been before

Letter

It all started with the letter on her doorstep.
There was no stamp, and no return address
A dirty thumb had sealed it with a dirty smudge
The loop in the L, the angle of the T,
The handwriting was eerily familiar.

Pro-Crass-Tea-Nay-Shun

I'll do it tomorrow, I said yesterday
I'll do it tomorrow, I said again today
Today's the tomorrow of yesterday
Today's tomorrow's yesterday

Train To Nowhere

He’s on a train to nowhere
Looking out at packaged lives
Flashing by him in an instant
A motion-blur suburbia

Nothing Left Of Me

Step into my reflection
And all that I can see
This world behind the curtain
There’s nothing left of me