Just the same

It's all the same
Just a part of a name
The you and the I
The window and the sky

Well it's all just the same
The reason and the flame
The moth and fire fly
Fly to the light until they die

So why when she's a talker
Am I always a walker
Why when she is burning
Am I drowning in water?
Well it's all just the same
All just a part of the game

Then why when there's really no one to blame
Is it all just the same?