Album: Pink & Blue
I rolled into New Year's Eve
By way of a grey albatross
A tangle of feathers and arms and legs
And I think my wallet got lost
I had been working hard, man
Seventeen hours a day
Every fence had been torn down already, yeah
Everything was out of my way
I could make promises
And plans to change but then
I just don't know
Making the promise and
Making it good are so
Different you know
Ooh
Calendars do not have pages
Calendars only have screens
Nothing to cross off, and nothing to turn
You just click it and something goes clean
Click and then you feel a pounding
Click and then you feel a rush
Nothing is anything anywhere anymore
Nothing is turning to mush
I could've said Haven't I? I hadn't noticed, but then
I would have lied
Cause I noticed every last second that sneaked away
Late in the night