Let’s Get Sidetracked

We spoke like we knew what we were talking about

We dreamed like we knew what was going to happen

We argued like we had something to rant about

But it was all nothing really

Just a series of bad imitations of our father

I don’t know my father

Never did

Why do I think about him?

Why do I care what his father did?

There’s a whole generation that created me, and I don’t know why I bother

We can all tap a button and span a whole generation, but does that determine what I’m going to be?

What the hell am I driving at?

I don’t know

Just passing time I guess