MAKE WAY FOR THE NEW TIMES / words by Christopher Walla

Make way for the new times, now: All your traditions were unsound, and you’ll find you are repeating, repeating. You break up like you’re breaking ground. Have you forgotten to sleep tight? It’s all those messages you’re deleting.

You should take a breath and move on.

Rewind; I didn’t hear you right.

- What’s that?

You said it’s only a feeling.

- Untrue!

Well, that’s offensive and demeaning.

- Take it back!

You should take a breath and get some rest and fake your death so I can start to move on.

{dream}

[V. 1] For eighty miles, the transmission was engaged, and you said, “Please, stay.” Only then was I happy that I came.

[V.2] Save those hard words. You’ll need them on the way down.

You should take a breath and get some rest and fake your death, yeah; fake your death so I can move on.