I wonder if you've noticed
Or am I the only one?
This attention to the here and now
Is a little overdone
It seems like we just follow
Whatever's all the rage
Even the moon looks artificial
Lit on some Hollywood stage
I long to be going
No trace to remain
(Forever to remain)
A silhouette in the window
Another face on the train
You tell me that I'm bitter
Sad and weary of the scene
I beg to differ
I don't know what you mean
No act of desperation
This is no tearful retreat
No, this is liberation
And the taste is oh so sweet
Whose keys are these that jangle
In a pocket that I check?
Whose pictures that dangle
In a locket 'round my neck?
The belongings of a stranger
Getting ready to depart
I only took what I could carry
On my back and in my heart