Cut the crap, the jig is up, better start again
Back to the drawing board, there's no time to sulk
Best just try again
Time in turn kills mockingbirds
When starry eyes first peek into the world
Vacant stares there's no pilots on this flight
Cruising through to cope
It gets to you, it gets to you, things we'd do to start again
It gets to you, it gets to you, there's no going back
Best start again, from where you are, back to square one
That inner voice can wear you out, tune out from time to time
Lay your bare bones out on groundwork
Underpinned with blemishes and all
Pan through wabi sabi decor
Things improve in time too
You'll reap what you sow
