i met some people the other day a little get together guess what we saw there were lines on the mirror they were having a ball with their hearts all burning off the shrinking soul we were trying hard to hear what they say but we couldn t hear nothing they didn t say nothing they were having fun singing to every song but we didn t belong we didn t belong we were all trying to just not care but you can t grab at what s really not there so stop at the door turn around in your place and listen there s a pulse in your wrist connect your feet to the floor and give in thet were looking in and we were looking out but it always seems the other way around we all knew that there was something wrong something was broken we couldn t really fix it at all makes me wonder to the very day if four wer reversed would eight feel the same they were just insecure and that s all wrong now we re getting along like there s really nothing the matter at all we were all trying to just not care but you can t grab at what s really not there so stop at the door turn around in your place and listen to your friends from the start connect the vein to the heart it s given and if you find when you re drunk there s an art to having fun in moving so when you step out of place it brings a smile to your face just living