what happened, were you there?
I didn't catch it, we were shaking upstairs.
seems celebrations in the air, but whats a year if no one's keeping track or even really cares?
weren't you blue when I last saw you around?
heard your voice when you weren't making a sound.
and thats the way it will go down:
a hundred years of silence till we're dead underground
and it's all empty champagne showers, ancient half an hours