Oh can you hear me? I've been saying the same thing for so long and now it's too late I've been yelling so much that my voice is gone you should've stayed until the morning all that remains are empty bottles of Foxhorn and they're laid out (and they're laid out) and I'm laid out (and I'm laid out) do I have this figured out? I've been shedding skin and it's changing who I am took the needle off the broken record there's no escaping getting old and I'm jealous of all the things I did when I was young Have I told you I've been missing the change of the seasons? but now it's too late all the things that I do have a reason when I was a kid I never clocked in I never got hurt by the girl on the swing all that remains are empty bottles of Foxhorn and they're laid out (and they're laid out) an