Moving out I found some pictures of places in past times
Remember how we got through those moments of being fools
To pass the days with the passion plays I loved to dance the stage
and through our fights we changed our lives, we're still related in all the truth

and I'm, well I'm still related
yeah I'm still related, and everybody has got the groove

The night crowd pays the rent now that we're playing our instruments
and underneath the car little john got his hands on a harp
Now we're sleeping days as our past life plays and we face the stage
and through our fights we changed our lives, we're still related in all the truth

and I'm, well I'm still related
yeah I'm still related, and everybody has got the groove
and I'm, well I'm still related
yeah I'm still related, in the crowd all around you

Why don't you come with me, get off your ass and leave your ego at the door
You can always stay out late, it's a different place, we're just finding our way to the show
To the show, to the show, yeah

and I'm, well I'm still related
yeah I'm still related, and everybody has got the groove
and I'm, well I'm still related
yeah I'm still related, in the crowd I will find you
I'm still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah