Analysis of The New New

I sit here to talk the talk
Everyday around 4 o'clock
I sit back and relax
Talking to my friends at last
"Hey man, what you have there?"
"A little something for you to share."
As I lay back slow
I enjoy to watch the o's

Hey every friend of mine

This life means so much more
And I walked out the door, and now who's dreaming

Bright lights on streets
Where the famous stroll
California
I don't know if I'll ever call you home
But she's the answer
And it falls down like rain
Singing softly
That I've wanted to stay

This is my life
And I have a right to choose
It's not yours
Even though I may hold onto you
But isn't it strange
From what used to be
You're still not over
That I'm finally free