I Wonder

Maybe, maybe

I learned all I need to know

From bottles and their broken glass

Maybe, maybe

These streets were my teachers

And I sat in back of class

Time spent thinking

About what I should have said

And saying

What I should have thought

We’ve all, we’ve all danced alone

And on the floor

Leave everything you brought

I wonder what I would have become

Running, running

I think that we’re running

Out of tape

So can you hit rewind

I don’t, I don’t

I don’t want to see it go

Let’s do this one more time

Things come together

A folding chair

With grey streets

Black nights

Ignore the red lights

Goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye Grand

Lets take it back

To where it all began

I wonder what I would have become