I would like to think about it 

Not just take a glimpse around it

You know just what I mean

If you've got another minute

It would be nice to be in it

Why would we move so fast

Even with the best of reasons

You still can't go changing seasons

And autumn leaves are changing hue

And if you're home I'll pick you up sometime

We'll go out driving and see the sights and sounds and way it used to be

Its always nice to hear an oldie

Turn to putty but that's the old me

The new is hard as rock

How can we judge if your summer was better than mine

And how can we tell if the moment is in its prime

And words flow like wine

And everyone's taking their time 

To see what I mean, lean, furious machine

There is never a dull conclusion

Just a good friendly ending protrusion

Into the state of affairs