Day 58

I can't remember how this got started
Oh, but I can tell you exactly how it will end

I believe I can see the future
’Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again, that might have been a dream

[bridge]

Rylan, California's rotten

Dress light blue to be forgotten

Eat your pearls on Sunday morning

Keep your conversations boring

Stay with me among the strangers

Change your mind and nothing changes

Don't let show any emotion

When you climb into the ocean

Everybody loves a quiet child.