Twenty Two

"Bon voyage" was something that I once said

And eventually regretted

But, its come up again and I wonder if

The same mistakes I used to make could be remade'Cause I've been through this before

Well, I've said that too

There's just so much that we can fake

Before we break ourselves into twoTwenty two, the years can hardly catch up

With the years of playing catch up

Must there always be a catch?

What we really want is just ahead, just over that hillAnd the more I learn, the less I try to climb

The more we change, the more we wish, we stayed the same

The more we try to fake ourselves into beliefs

'The grass must be green somewhere'