the days roll on without any change
night comes sooner now
it's quieter out without any warmth

a friend lost to the hustle
I wish you the best
but I miss what we were
before you let them take you

the light's not so bright these days
tarnished and battered it's all I can do
just to work until I'm through

the butterflies are absent most of the time
I miss the excitement
it's okay someone's out there
maybe

everything is falling into place
and falling apart
you've gone and lost yourself again

success is great and mighty for the soul