I’ve been turning this over in my head
But I’ve been trying not to pick it apart
It’s an overture to something, I guess
But I’ll be goddamned if I can say to what
It’s like I’m winding up to speak
For the first time in weeks
I’m trying to make sense
Can we start again
And drop our defenses?
It might just be best
If we start dispensing with sentiment
Was that supposed to be amusing? She asked
Because I’d rather that you be understood
Well, I’d try harder be useful, I guess
If I thought usefulness would be any good
It’s like I’m lining up defeat
Before the first sign of heat
I’m trying to make sense
Can we start again
And drop our defenses?
It might just be best
If we start dispensing with sentiment
We can’t replace what is gone
So I will press on
I will press on
Let’s just face what went wrong
Then I will press on
I will press on
I’m trying to make sense
Can we start again
And drop our defenses?
It might just be best
If we start dispensing with sentiment