Paroles: The Casket Lottery. Keep Searching.

Look at that, all is lost. all i try to do is form a thought...for me. but these days everything is fading away. so long sweet memory. farewell and good riddance. now i dont remember exactly what is missing. what is missing? moving mountains in my mind. searching for the spot where everything went to die. we all wait where you went to die. check it out, its all gone. somewhere in there used to be a lot. but these days my one track mind dead ends.