So I crawl down the stairs to the truth that is

Sleeping alone on a bed

The mosquito net weeping above

That lazy old truth

Been lying there for weeks

So I throw myself onto the bed

And onto the mercy of the truth who is stirring

And trying to cheer up the net

And afterwards me

And I'm feeling weary



Cause I could go on and on deluding myself

Wading in the shallows

I am waiting for something else to come along and put

Things in order

Meanwhile, I raise my arms above the water



Ready, I am in position

Just promise you'll be here soon



So all of the people around, I don't wanna grow old

Like them

Bracing and grabbing too tight to not much

But I start feeling tired a little earlier each day

So I'm looking to rearrange the dawn

To tidy up the order of events

And unwind every thread of regret

But take that away

And what is there left?



From now on I know it'll be different

See the waves are nodding their agreement