And now for a moment of wisdom

Things used to be perfect.

(Yeah, it's short, and kinda pointless. lol)

Things used to be so perfect. 

But my home town begins to change. 

Things are cast into the ocean;

And we’re standing in the rain. 

Lovers drown in oversized pools, 

Everyone keeps sayin’ it was suicide. 

But I don’t believe in love. 

So I’ll leave the investigation to arise.