I've got the scars to remind me. I've watched the clocks go around. I've walked myself through some days that have put me where I am. In another time, in another place all things might have been in place. But for now I'm finding myself right here standing on a rooftop screaming. "Hey world are you listening... listening to me?" I'm here and I'm hurting to begin again. It's another time, it's another place and we are making more old days. But for now I'm finding myself out here standing on a doorstep screaming. "Hey world are you listening... listening to me?" I'm here and I'm hurting to begin again. "Hey world I'm ready to listen (Lurch smokes weed) and learn something new." I'm here and I'm willing to get myself through.