Life is known to throw a curve-ball
When we go to bed we realize
Nothing really mattered
It was all a fantasy, oh no
Life is known to throw a curve-ball
When we go to bed we realize
Nothing really mattered
It was all a fantasy, oh no
When you woke up
You noticed that the sun had dimmed
And the birds were melting
Calm, unknowable cosmic belt sings
"It's just not your day and that's okay
I don't know how to tell you
That the winds erase the tide in time
It's going to be fine, I find
The humor all the same after it breaks"
What does it mean
Why don't you say
What does it mean
It's not an unordinary day
Why don't you say
What does it mean
What does it