Don't you miss when your days were young    and would point in the direction of the sky   Unconcerned with where you were from    And you never even really had to try      Here and now you're a bit confused   And you aren't really sure which way to go   You ask your friends but they might not know      And if they don't    The chances are the rest won't   It gets so hard to find them    In the places you assign them   You're always moving too slow   You're always the last to know   But if you're going nowhere    At least it's not the last place you'll go      Every day like the day before    You'll be wishing you were someone else instead   Empty floors of departments stores    Where they'll bury you before you're even dead   Here and now you're always confused    And you aren't ever sure where you should go   You're asking me but I just don't know      And if I don't, everybody else won't   It gets so hard to find them   Until you're sneaking up behind them   You're always movin too slow   You're always the last to know   But I'm not saying nothin   Nothin you don't already know