ping pong

down the long
zing zang
released the gang
ding dung
take what you brung

trapped in the middle
nowhere to go
climbing all day
still haven't moved
traveling for weeks
with days left to go

ping pong
down the long road
released by the gang
take what you brung
and follow me follow me follow me
until I find out where to be

because that still hasn't gotten clear
even with all the things that clicked recently

ping pong
ping pong

I'm doing things
making vows
that were never meant to be
changing faces
stealing time
and still I'm all over me
and without a single clue
farther from you
with words I never should have had
because that's what I've always said

ping pong
ping pong

and my, how it's been so sad