Chris Walla

Make Way For The New Times

Chris Walla


Make way for the new times, now
All your traditions were unsound
And you'll find you are repeating
Repeating
You break up like you're breaking ground
Have you forgotten to sleep tight?
It's all those messages you're deleting

You should take a breath and move on

Rewind; I didn't hear you right
What's that?
You said it's only a feeling
Untrue!
Well, that's offensive and demeaning
Take it back!

You should take a breath
And get some rest
And fake your death
So I can start to move on 

For eighty miles, the transmission was engaged
And you said, “Please, stay.” 
Only then was I happy that I came

Save those hard words
You'll need them on the way down

You should take a breath
And get some rest
And fake your death
Yeah; fake your death
So I can move on