It's a nice day out for a stroll in time and space   Memories have married and they've laid their eggs   Right angles held captive by a square   It takes four to tango and a steady hand   But you let the past get so out of hand   Now when you're offered a seat you insist on standing      Wounds heal with time, come time   Wounds heal with time, come time      I felt a brand on my back   Go join the rest of the pack   You're a number, pick a number any number   You're hitching on a highway of shame   You think you're free but you're riddled with pain   Got a ride with a car crash, I caused it      Wounds heal with time, come time   Wounds heal with time, come time      Time to pop that bubble that you're in   It's gonna take a lot more than a pin   It's gonna take some revelation from a past life   You're hitching on a highway of shame   You're all alone and you're only to blame   All alone now, no direction, no emotion