Meandering more than mere miles to make amends Money mind present makes the mundane to the end For morality driven to sink, sickness finds clearer country sides Through that door just to patronize, sickness found your demise Driving down 89, silent sound not yet a vice Learn to prize and simplify you over my own desire For something just crossed my mind, how does one fraternize? Finding time, time to pass in your world of comfort class For temptation is a firе that burns heavily on your pyre And sensation is a firе that leads me back to the For something just crossed my mind, how does one fraternize? Finding time, time to pass in your world of comfort class We're meandering