Well it's been a while But I could tell That you'd been doing well Or well enough and in good lighting All the plants in your flat are surviving I guess I could say the same Doing okay, okay, okay Because we really don’t show the crushing Defeats or the rain or the missed busses Can’t you shake the sense there’s somebody watching So you gotta look pretty and you can’t stop talking But you can’t take back a word that you say Doing okay, okay, okay I realise this is my perspective But it gets so dark that I project it I'm sure the troubles internal With a little more sleep, maybe a gratitude journal I’d see that I’ve got no reason to complain Doing okay, okay, okay But ain’t it crazier not to be terrified? There’s always a place that’s on fire And we’re all looking for someone to blame While we throw all of our shit onto the pyre It’s no good we cannot change The r rate will keep getting higher Just stare right into the flames Until your eyes get tired Then spend the rest of the time trying to look away Hoping it will be okay Okay, okay, okay

I'm so sad Someone feel sorry for me I'm sure things aren't bad Need to look at them differently But the thing is I'm trying Lord, I've been trying So hard You know it's been tiring And it's getting me nowhere Except right back to square one I'm so bored There's nothing good on tv I'm so lonesome Why did I have to stay in this evening I've had plenty enough of my own company Please someone come and entertain me Because I'm burnt out And getting nothing done Everything feels like work now Every week is a rerun But the thing is I'm trying Lord, I've been trying So hard You know it's been tiring And it's getting me nowhere Except right back to square one Maybe things will improve Need to get a better attitude Just need to take it day by day Glass half empty, glass half full I’m telling you nothing ever changes Because I'm bad Surely beyond help There's nothing good that could ever come from me being myself So long as I’m so caught up in my self-pitying blues, Sympathies wearing Waiting on the day I finally stop caring Until then I'm trying Lord, I've been trying So hard You know it's been tiring And it's getting me nowhere Except right back to square one

Could be the dust on the ground Or the rust on the gates Something makes me pretty sure I’ve been around this place About a mile down the road is an incline And I went straight down it and lost track of time Then I found myself at the bottom Walking streets where every bicycle had been forgotten And all the stores were under foreclosure And all the street signs had been painted over And I was wondering where I’d gone so wrong Wondering where my bearings had gone Wondering just how much longer I would be Wondering around, listening to the same old songs Wondering around, listening to the same old songs After a while in this ghost town I’d gotten used to no one being around Then I passed a place where the lights were all on And everybody inside was singing along They were swaying like palms in a breeze Doing all of the things that they did with ease And the drinks were spilling and the music was swinging And I did not have the nerve to go in And I was wondering why it felt so wrong Wondering where my nerve had gone Wondering just how much longer I would be Wondering around, listening to the same old songs Wondering around, listening to the same old songs I’d started to think that I’d never ever find my way back I’d made my peace with the idea of having to stay And the night was pitch black So I can’t really tell you how I ever found the way And I was wondering where I’d gone so wrong Wondering where my bearings had gone Wondering just how much longer I would be Wondering around, listening to the same old songs Wondering around, listening to the same old songs

You were the friend of my old roommate We were both new to the city, and we got on great Later someone read my tarot on the train They said if something’s meant to happen then it'll happen anyway Anyway anyway, it’ll happen anyway I won’t go into detail You had a lot on your plate And I didn’t really feel like being a mistake And If something’s meant to happen it'll happen anyway It wasn’t even like I was even looking for something I kept meeting new people but all too often We’d only have the cold in common I kept blowing them off for more of your talking Talking and talking and talking and talking We talked until all the trains stopped running And the bar was closing and the rain was coming We got a cab to my place, and we kept on talking And we kept on drinking And then that lead To you asking for someplace to lay your head The apartment is freezing, and we’ve only got chairs So I said didn’t mind if you slept in the bed The bed, the bed, the bed I don’t mind if you don’t mind sharing the bed I know that we’re just friends And I think it’s for the best But we could just be two friends, sleeping in a bed I overthink things sometimes I started getting nervous trying to decide Where would be the best place to lie I sprung to face away from you on my side On my side, on my side, I was lying on my side I was so close to the edge You asked me if I was alight It was unnecessary At the time it seemed polite To stick it out there, Lying on my side I could hear your steady breathing Were you still awake? I was trying to work it out, and it was driving me insane So I put on a playlist to drown it away And the first song was at last by Etta James Etta James, Etta James At Last by Etta James that is definitely not what I’d have chosen to play But can’t really change it now And I can’t explain that the algorithm picked at last by Etta James I must have had an hour of sleep that night When I work I looked over at the invisible line That divides the left side of mattresses from the right And your hand drifted over it, reaching out for mine Your hand and mine, your hand and mine That's as exciting as it's getting, folks Our fingers were entwined And tangled round each other like telephone wires As we lay there talking, your hand and mine The day was coming, there was no getting around it I wanted to say you should stay and hang out, But the only words that came out of my mouth Was well I guess I’ll be seeing you around Around, around, I’ll see you around I played it so cool I was frozen to the ground And I couldn’t get my feet unstuck In time to walk you out But I do hope that I see you around, I do hope that I see you around

I didn’t think it would end like this My money was on those melting glaciers Crying and cracking as they broke That’s why I went on about buying a boat You would always laugh it off But I clocked you stocking up on bourbon and batteries Said you could never have enough Just when we were doing alright Just when we had made up our goddamn minds How’s that for timing? How’s that for timing? If I would have known it from the start I would have tried a lot less hard All the time that I wasted All the idiots I dated All the years I gave into jobs that I hated But I liked our making plans We’d been doing up your dad’s caravan Put in a bed to fold down And a stove for our wood Gonna live there for the summer gonna finish my book Just when we were doing alright Just when we had made up our goddamn minds How’s that for timing? How’s that for timing? But it took us all by surprise What with all the other ways we could have met our demise it was like we were trying Because the drugs stopped working And the temperature was rising And the angry old men all had their fingers on the button And the insects were dying And the water tasted rotten I imagined you and I would linger Keeping each other warm Through the nuclear winter Growing lettuce from the damp Of our underground camp Playing rummy in the light of your headlamp Just when we were doing alright Just when we had made up our goddamn minds How’s that for timing? How’s that for timing? We didn't have time for any more plans But I was glad to be with you playing Catan at the kitchen table, drinking up the bar when the radio cut out we went out in the yard Open a beer, put your hand on my leg Gonna sit there watching the sky go red Gonna sit there watching the sky go red