I Guess What Concerns Me The Most
We're 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 Knives
So 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 Say
We Know You'll Never Live Without
You Have No Way To Keep It Out
I Pray That I'll Be Saved
Before Too Long
Another Two Or Three Days
And I'll Get It Wrong
A Patch Of Thistle
Measuring Our Early Grave
With Waxy Gleam
We Stroll Along The Colonnade
And 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 Say
We Know You'll Never Live Without
You Have No Way To Keep It Out
I Did Just What They Told Me
I'm Just Trying To Make My Way
I Did Just What They Told Me