Spinoza
Edward Bartlett Joyner, Grant Evan Widmer
I could not remember
I said in a whisper to myself
I tried to get your attention
You said it doesn't matter
I could not remember
I took a hammer to my health
I cursed the walls around me
You said it doesn't matter
My big tom and guitar
Remember all of those crowded bars
Driving on snowy mountain tops
Maybe skating or maybe stopped
Over time, you might look back
At what you might have said
Over time, you might look back
At what you might have said
Holding on to what you used to be
You got your name, your got your name
Caught your reflection in the stop window
Can't you see your world is crumbling in the melted snow
Holding on to no one
Holding on to nothing
Don't deny it happened
Don't deny me no