I lost my mind in the middle of the night
In a place near B.F.E
The night grew old
And the band played slow
While the day drew near to meet us
Standing at the doorsteps of
The middle of
Our very young ages
I felt a wisdom in every breeze that passed
And while the band played on
And sang our favorite song
The one with the place and the thing
It reminded me of you
But all I could do
Was close my eyes and sing
It was only a reaction
Completely involuntary
But I loved it every second
And then I looked down
At my shoes on the ground
And realized I had lied
I said some things
That were not true
It really was you
And not me