All This Talk Of Fire, Of Gumption And Direction

Leave You Reaching For Some Kind Of Resurrection As To

Who You Thought You Were And Who You Thought You'd Be

They'll Say It's The Trying Not The Being, The Journey Not Arrival

But All I'm Seeing's Discouraging Reprisals

Of Every Mistake I've Made And All The Things I'll Never Be

And Every Version Of Me I Tried So Hard Not To Miss

Gets Stabbed And Shot With The Thought Of Someone Else's Kiss

There's Just No Easy Way To Say

That Everything You Thought Was Right Was Wrong Today

That Is All, Go Away



So Go On And Sing Another About The Drinking And Fights,

Cracks In The Sidewalk, The Darkness Of Night

Can You Still Believe It'll All Put You Closer To The Light?

'Cause Yeah Direction's Just An Arrow, Not A Place To Reside

Though "home Is Where You Find It" And "time Is On Your Side"

But None Of That Crap Means Squat Alone On A Sunday Night



And Every Version Of Me I Tried So Hard To Retain

Gets Swallowed And Sweat Out And Pissed On Down The Drain

There's Just No Easy Way To Say

That Everything You Thought Was Right Was Wrong Today

Move Along, 'cause You Can't Stay