And so we dress to kid ourselves
Into thinking that we have nothing left
Why can't we just shut up and breathe in the moment?
Then we undress and please ourselves
At least that's what we were taught to think
Is this really worth it?
So they crashed those planes
And we all woke up from the dream
The plot twisted. Can it be straightened?
Well, give me the pen
I will write the first sentence
So should we move on
Or just wait for somthing to happen?
Well, then nothing happens
Waiting is just fear of change
You're so scared of change you can feel it
So you think that you can change the way things are?
Well, give me the pen and I'll write the first sentence
It won't be a thesis or a blank question
It will be a song and will start out with 'And so we dress...'
Is this really worth it?
Once the shoe has dropped it will never stop
The future has been scripted
Can it be revised?
Give me the pen and I'll write the first sentence
Is this really worth it?
