While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ear's door
but you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last
Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a damn
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Saying yes, this is a fine promotion
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a pillar
We just used it as a crutch
We were certainly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well we didn't need the water
But we still built that good goddamn
Oh, and I know this of myself
I assume as much for other people
Oh, and I know this all myself
We've listened more to life's end gong
Than the sound of life's sweet bells
Was it even worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we'd miss the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just danced at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of tiny hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all them folks
Sitting drifting around on bubbles then (thinking it was us that carried them)
When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves
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