Press Reset - Tim Bowness

It’s the secret in your eyes

You can’t rise above the water

You’ll change your looks and cut your ties

Then sink into the dark

Tanked-up boys and weekend girls

Lying wasted on the pavement

You walk the streets, shut out the world;

Not wanting to be seen

You’d talk around it on another day

You’d laugh about it on another day

But this is not just another day —

This is the day you’ll disappear

Too many actions that you’ve lived to regret;

Too many faces you can never forget;

Too many people that got caught in your net —

Press reset