There\'s something in the air
It\'s something that doesn\'t seem
Here or there or anywhere
And the more I look for it
The more I stumble off my track;
I don\'t even know I\'m walking this path
But I feel like I\'ve overstayed my welcome in this sweet life
You all walk proudly, keeping pace with standard time
And here I am, centuries back,
Never ready, never there,
But here I am
Going all wrong again