Walking through a familiar grid
For sensations of last june
Mrs. smith is so sad, i can't even feel bad
When thinking of the pain she endures
And everyone says what a shame
But i guess she's to blame
I know how you've been feeling today
I've seen death with brighter smiles
You've been looking so sad
You know that i feel bad when thinking of the pain we endure
And everyone says it's a shame
But i guess i'm to blame