as i walk through your hallways nakednwith signs taped all across my backnyou promised that i would feel equalnwith rings of gold wrapped around my necknnmy attentions now given to these charactersnwho remind me of all that i lackni can’t lay in your blanket of protectionni’ve grown i feel old and i knownnwe begin right here (with you)nwe being right herenalways in the same place with younnas i walk through your streets of desolationnthey all call me out by nameni met you at the chapel congregationnyou promised we’d always be the samen