We change directions, we watch the tides

I just listened to Candlebox’s song “Sometimes” — for some reason a common title for songs by grunge and alternative bands — and forgot how much I loved the lyrics.  Here’s an excerpt:

Somehow we’ll find a way
We’ll paste it back together
These ripped out pages of old coloring books
Where your gold is silver, my blue is gray
Its all held together by cellophane tape

But we change directions, we watch the tides
And we borrow too much
We form restrictions, we form lines
And we separate you from me

But sometimes — sometimes we carry more weight than we own
Oh, but sometimes — sometimes goes on and on and on and on

Marvelous.