Opening Statement (Purple Version)

Now this is the razzmatazz
Before I refuse to take any questions
I've got this opening statement
And I'm like to keep to myself
'Cause I'm open to the idea
That my death may well defy
All of my logic and my imagination
I may never know which road I'm on
Is it the here and now or the gone?
Am I coming home or running away?
You gonna miss my laugh someday
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere along the way
We were light and sound
Before a darker matter
Froze us into what we are for now
It's too late, over in a minute
Losing a fight 'fore I knew I was in it
Just kept me swinging 'til long after I knew it was over
I may never know which road I'm on
The here and now or the gone
The coming home or the running away, eh eh eh
But you gonna miss my laugh someday
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere along the way
We're frozen, light like
We're frozen, sound like
We're seven billion different people
Out walking around
Going down that road
Feeling bad 'cause that's just what people do
It's like every night is a Friday night
And every day is a Friday night to who?
I may never know the road I'm on
The here and now or the gone
The coming home or the running away, eh eh eh
You gonna miss my laugh someday
Somewhere along the way
Somewhere along the way