Another summer rolls by
And I can't help but feel pain
All those familiar faces
Come
back to haunt me again
Whether I hated their guts
Or hardly knew them at all
I always
felt far away
Beside them there in the halls
My yearbook keeps me informed
My
yearbook keeps me in line
Its an obituary
Gives me a concept of time
We've graduated
and grown
From a real world once our own
Yet we have proven them wrong
By dropping
off all along
