It's Like The Human Race Has Been

It Just So Happened That For Most Of My Life I've Lived In The Suburbs.

They Both Seemed To Understand That Describing It Was Beyond Their Powers, The Gratitude That Spreads Through Your Body When A Burden Gets Lifted, And The Sense Of Homecoming That Follows, When You Suddenly Remember What It Feels Like To Be Yourself.

It's Like The Human Race Has Been Programmed For Misery.

When Things Don't Go Well, It Helps To Think Of Yourself As A Genius And The Rest Of The World As A Bunch Of Idiots.

Every Minute We Were Together, I Felt Like I Was Wandering In The Dark Through A Strange House, Groping For A Light Switch. And Then, Whenever I Found One And Turned It On, The Bulb Was Dead.