Apology

What’s this? Some kind of apology.

Feels more like eulogy

Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake

Blown to nowhere known

Lecture me in how, how it’s supposed to be darling

That’s ok, that’s ok.

I don’t always have, have a purpose for doing things you like.

What’s this? Some kind of apology.

Feels like there’s no energy

Like an open book waiting to be read

Sinking slowly to the surface

Played it by the rules, rules never held you back

Is that ok, that’s ok.

You don’t always need, need a purpose for doing things you like.

Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake.

Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake.

Here we sink like stones on a frozen lake

Blown to nowhere known.

What’s this? Some kind of apology

What’s this? Some kind of apology

What’s this? Some kind of apology

What’s this? Some kind of apology