[Part One]

(Instrumental)

[Part Two]

"Okay. Alright. Yeah, I'll count us off still."

The window view is always changing every day
No matter how I look at things always change
And every dream I had has withered away
What do you want to tell me? What do I have to say?

The window view is always changing every day
And every person that I saw has gone away
What else do I have to do to make you stay?
Are we even the same when we were eight?

"Like every day, every session, I get hurt."

[Part Three]

What is it that you tried to see?
Am I really all I need?
Throughout the window view
I see a withering world
Is this where I'm supposed to be?
A part of the process of decay?
I just wanted to reach my dreams
Why do I even stay...
Why do I even stay...
Why do I even stay...
Why do I even stay here?
And I look at the window view again
At a world slowly withering
I got to get my mind off this
Not let it keep thinking of this
Know that I'm better than this
So, to let my mind sleep
I close the window
And I pull down the blinds