here we start.   how's the weather outside?   well it's cold and gray,   same as yesterday   colors turn and fade   and I keep fading in and out      i've been starting conversations only to   loose momentum   empty words echo through the shell of someone long forgotten   they can't reach me as I crawl back   even further inside   the deepest corners of my mind to find   sanctuary      and we say   words are spoken and exchanged   I feel fine okay then I ask you the same   as my mind strays   thoughts keep wandering away   i've been thinking about Manfred by Byron   he was equally disdainful of life as of death   the superfriends hour wonder twins   power activate   and space the final frontier   as you keep standing here   tell me why I occupy my mind?   I seem to lower my i.q.   the longer I keep talking to you   as we talk about the little things    that add up to nothing      well it's the same conversation just another face and time   I keep dropping these hints to you    but never seem to get through   I have got to find the right words to say   to make you go away      well it's been swell   and I can tell   It's gonna be a great day