Jazz Age

When everything comes in waves of gray
And all that you want to do 
Is look the other way
If no one believes what you believe 
And nobody sees the way you see

Then start a brand new jazz age 
When you're living in the twenties 
Just like the twenties of a hundred years ago
A hundred years ago

A forest of thoughts begins to grow
They start to retrace themselves
Like footprints on the snow
If no one believes what you believe 
And nobody sees the way you see

Then start a brand new jazz age 
When you're living in the twenties 
Just like the twenties of a hundred years ago
You might start a fashion to be living in the twenties 
Just like the twenties of a hundred years ago
A hundred years ago

You feel something slipping through your hands
And searching the empty sky
You try to understand
If no one believes what you believe 
And nobody sees the way you see

Then start a brand new jazz age 
When you're living in the twenties 
Just like the twenties of a hundred years ago
You might start a fashion to be living in the twenties 
Just like the twenties of a hundred years ago
A hundred years ago