I guess what concerns me the most
Getting any younger so we like to boast
Are the cracks and fissures splintering our lovely lives?
Our acceptance of the shiny brand new kitchen knivesSo I have decided not to live that way
I still behave in public
And I don't confuse the night with day
And I'm better off, please don't sayWe know you'll never live without
You have to keep it outI pray that I'll be saved
Before too long
Another two or three days
And I'll get it wrongA patch of thistle
Measuring our early grave
With waxy gleam
We stroll along the colonnadeAnd I have decided not to live that way
I still behave in public
And I don't confuse the night with day
And I'm better off, please don't sayWe know you'll never live without
You have no way to keep it outI did just what they told me
I'm just trying to make my way
I did just what they told me