Past Selves

When you're riding on the L-Train
But you don't know where you've been
And you find yourself passed out again
All covered up in sand
You imagine you've adventured
Made your way out to the shore
But you really just fell down in Brooklyn
On the Surfbar floor

Met a girl working on Bowery
At a bar the week before
And you hung out once and saw a band
And she tried to move nextdoor
That night the building caught on fire
So you took it as a sign
You'd have to go and end things quick
Before your lives become entwined

I'm staring at my past self setting in the sun
We were young and all entitled to our fun
But now i'm wondering if that person's still inside
Inside
Inside

Well it started on a Sunday
You had gone out for some brunch
And before you even knew it
You'd become a cocktail sponge
You had told her that you'd help her
Yeah, you were going to help her move
But your friends said once you're in that deep
There's really nothing you can do

I'm staring at my past self setting in the sun
We were young and all entitled to our fun
But now i'm wondering if that person's still inside
Inside
Inside