
Caught my mind late last night,
Always embellishing the detail,
Ought to know better, though,
Why do I do this to myself?
I'm such a mess,
Oh well, I guess,
Solace is everything,
Morning calls for clearer thoughts,
Cleaning the archive of all meaning,
Let the breeze from the sea,
Take the anxiety that I know,
Where my heart goes cannot see straight,
All the feelings make it go blurry,
And it's missing all the detail,
Come now, regain some control,
What is tomorrow in the first place?
How then can we still pretend,
That we know?
No surprise, I'm alive, I'm alive,
And if I fall through your fingers,
That's alright, that's alright, that's alright,
'Cause I'm alive, I'm alive,
And if I fall through your fingers,
That's alright, that's alright, that's all,
I know where your heart goes,
When you're lonely and you can't see,
It's far too early to be hurting,
From a future so uncertain,
Come now, regain some control,
What is tomorrow in the first place?
How then can we still pretend,
That we know?
Solace is everything。