You know that sometimes, it feels like the changes are all around And you don’t know If that’s something you’re really ready for But you’re moving on and it won’t be long Before that feeling you felt comes back once more (and here it comes again) And if you feel loved, there’s nothing left that can harm you in this world It’s just sometimes you can forget where all the love was coming from When it’s all too much, for you to take in a single day Just focus on where you started from and all distractions will fade away Yeah the changes are coming, some are already here Try to avoid all the chaos and keep our path forward clear

I said I did when I thought I could I told you I had a clue But now time has shown it to be very clear I never don’t know what I should do Feelings float all around my head Trying to guide me this way and that I’m starting falling over thoughts and words And I still just end up on my back Never not fun but got nothing done Should have done something but then it all went wrong again It all went wrong again Time might change me but I don’t really change I’m always who I’m supposed to be Though that doesn’t make for an easy life It’s the one that was given to me Take some time to reconnect To ideas I’ve never had If it feels like self-improvement then maybe that’s the point of that Feelings float all around my head Trying to guide me this way and that I’m starting falling over thoughts and words And I still just end up on my back Never not fun but got nothing done Should have done something but then it all went wrong again It all went wrong again Sometimes it just feels like I’m falling through the earth When the darkness starts overtaking me Try to block out the noises and impulses To keep me on my feet You’re never not fun

Feeling like a minor chord. Blending out of time Put ón a face to not get bored. Summer heat in the afternoon Mind is racing of other things you think that you would like to do And the crowd outside seems to know where to go Leave this city while you’ve still got something to show. And what about those plans we used to share? I don’t think our imagination was built for days like the ones we have Your favourite song hits in the right way All the troubles you thought you had seem to vanish in a Friday haze Childhood dreams sometimes still remain If you filter out the static and the noise You’ll soon realise it’s still your choice. And the sunshine hits from the 40th floor You’re crusing along like you’ve already won And I know You don’t really go in for all of that stuff But sometimes your words are more thán enough To get mé through what life throws up So, please You don’t have to wait for mé to ask Try not to get lost back in your past We’ve still got a long way to go And even when We find ourselves sometimes out of sync As long as we believe we can There’s nothing to break up this time we have So if you feeling like you’re still getting bored Remember how things used to be Pick yourself up and find the future you want explored Remember how Things used to be Pick yourself up and find the future you want to explore

Mhac (son) The son woke up after 23 and half years on the spinning ball that’s flying around the galaxy at more than 1,000 km’s per hour and decided that today would be the start of something amazing No more sleeping late and eating frozen shit; it’s cold showers, slicked hair, tight jeans, and interesting conversations (no touching) with girls from work from now on. I’m going to be someone who does something; I’m going to be that guy who did something With that in mind, he fell out of bed and began the search for his phone, keys, wallet, and sunglasses (second pair after he had accidentally sat on the good pair his sisters got him for his holiday last year with Sarah, all that of course before the final walk out) With coffee running through his veins and with the 90 bpm throbbing heading keeping time to the Italian chill-out mix playing on the headphones, our hero heads out into the blaze of a morning sun that’s trying too hard to impress after yet another rained out weekend. Walking through the office doors falling forward to his desk, the hum of florescent lights and fake sweat of plastic pot plants almost make him sick but he’s able to keep it together long enough to shoot a smile at the non-descript new guy whose name is either Dan, Mark, Daniel or Dave not that it matters too much, none of the summer interns make it past the second weekend. I mean is this all there is? Maybe there’s no mystery Some feelings can’t be set free I think this is it I think that was it Not that he hates the job; the money isn’t bad and Tony is usually away or on the phone. Office manager Amanda who used to care how she looked and how people looked at Amanda but after she broke her leg on an adventure weekend she stopped going to the gym and started going office casual 5 days a week. She also began rescuing animals who I think she knew were on the run. Every day at the same time the feeling starts from the pit of his stomach; a question that won’t go unanswered or be forgotten: what will it take for you to walk away from this? He’s grown from lazy to comfortable and settled with content; 23 going on 55 ready to take up photography and care about his community with tidy towns and five different colored bins in every driveway

You bring me up & sometimes get me down When things start getting too much I know you’ll always be around You’re my best friend, the one I love to hate You’ve messed me up but somehow that’s okay Feels so alive whenever you’re around Just need a single look, to feel like I can float off the ground When you get in a bad mood, grey covers all of the sky Just keep on pushing through until the sunshine comes back around You know the sunshine is back around And here it comes again

Well, I don’t know what I’ve been sold About how the future is bright and we’ve still got control From where I’m standing that’s not how it is Say how do you feel about this human disease? Sometimes I get so angry and I don’t know why Human emotion under an artificial sky What used to bring us together is driving us apart Lost connections & broken hearts again What used to bring us together is driving us apart Lost connections & broken hearts again Ten years later and where have you been? Traveled the world making the scene You can tell by the faces looking back from your wall You’ve seen a lot but don’t remember at all I’m no better than them, no better than you I’ve fallen in just to have something to do Just for something to do So this is where we are thinking back to the fun Some of us are busy waiting to be shown how it’s done Who are you and what can you bring? To the final stage of everything To the final stage of everything

Well I guess it doesn’t matter now, But did it even matter way back then? And will we ever want to know? Do we really want to know? Remember how you used to worry if it would ever work itself out? But then I remembered how to let it all just go It got me floating away from here Away from you So don’t feel so bad about what you think we’ve lost There is no going back to what we thought this was We’re so far away from then to now But we made it through again somehow Well, I guess it doesn’t matter now, But did it even matter way back then? And will we ever want to know? Do we really want to know? And though we really try to convince ourselves That wasn’t who we were, that was someone else You know it’s hard to leave behind All the choices that broke your mind Remember how you used to say what you wished you never said All that we got left are ideas for things we never did

Yeah, we all know, it’s the last song of the show We don’t want to leave and we really don’t want to walk back home. Sunday night and I’m already not feeling too right So, one more round before reality tries to start a fight Times like this, seem to drift away too soon Don’t you wish you could hold on for just, another moment or two? And before you’re aware, you’re already ten years away from now. Where did it go and what did we lose? And even now sometimes a flash of thought about the way things were Of hanging out, making plans, and never going anywhere At the time that’s all we had and even then, that seemed a lot Until you wake up in a breakroom and realized what you’ve lost

Waiting for something and then it’s gone Bad ideas, coffee mornings. So nice to see you around Try writing it down someday this will all make sense You always said it was better that it ended up this way Keep me updated, still integrated into your life It’s hard to turn you off when I go to bed at night Are you done with it or is it done with you It’s hard to know for sure But then I guess we always knew. Waiting for someone, someone whose just like you So now we’re going to be the best friends that you think we can be?

I had a dream, but it wasn’t my dream I think it was something I’d seen on t.v. I had a life, though it wasn’t the best life At least it was paid for and it was mine Sometimes I think I think I understand But the rules keep changing way beyond our control. Emotion, can run away if you let it Pre-emptive breakdown gin & tears Stumble along, a broken pavement Strange voices and a yapping dog Can we be sure, do we know what is real? Can we pretend like it is no need to check, confirm or pause? I had a dream but it wasn’t my dream Maybe it was something beyond my control