作曲 : Cerritos, Pond
We live for parking lots 
And waiting around for no reason 
Guilty of nothing 
Nothing so subtle 
Onlookers make up a strange herd of listeners 
We have been here before 
Aligned with the blankness of buildings 
Shifting and halting 
Taking a half-step 
constantly mumbling is making a comeback 
The patterns keep proving that all things get better 
All winter 
The backs of heads make better friends 
All winter long 
There is a well of tires 
Outside South Strafford and Sharon 
Repeating the nature 
Is coming together 
Take off the next place to get through the weather 
I've seen the records 
And all things get better