I felt lost, and unheard,
for a lack of a better word,
and the conversation flooded
from the facts through to the absurd.
But now I'm on a roll,
(I've had a few)
and I feel alright.
With opinion long on empty
I'll just coast the remaining time.

But I don't want to sound like I'm just pretending,
I'm just too close to the line,
and the new world educates me,
push the sixes from the nines,
and call your side.

Now we're well on our way
to discuss what's the "real thing,"
I don't mean to sound enlightening,
but am I left wing, or am I right wing?

I don't want to sound like I'm just pretending,
I'm just too close to the line,
and the new world educates me,
push the sixes from the nines,
and call your side.

The lines are drawn,
I'm way offside.
A washed out bridge,
a filtered mind.
You can't believe in more than one side.
Unless you're living on dreams
I guess I'm living on dreams

I've no choice but to wade
through the paths of my disinterest.
I don't mean to sound not in this,
Am I showing a growing indifference?
But I can only slouch, with a grin,
I feel alright.
And though my words are slow and slurring,
I still feel I should empty my mind.

I don't want to sound like I'm just pretending,
I'm just too close to the line,
and the new world educates me,
push the sixes from the nines,
and call your side.