The last hurrah, For the ones who deserve everything in life, my friends. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- They paint the walls, with colours that you're not meant to notice. Beiges and browns, off-whites and grayscales. Fluorescent lights to shine on the eggshell ground. Now you're lying face down. You blend into the background, of white noise. They fill the halls with tunes you can't get into your head. 4/4 and Dorian, wrote ‘em for ignoring ‘em. Yeah, it sorta sounds like a retro top-40, but wrong. You're not meant to sing along. It isn't that kind of song. It's white noise. But If you listen closely I swear, to God I swear, you can hear the ocean if you hold it up to your ear, hear white noise. If you listen close between the waves, white noise. You can hear the ocean through your wake, white noise.
