How they produce such a lasting effect, it's not hard to understand;
Just unfortunate. Talk about shattered confidence.
Heaving forward in quiet desperation: these are mere fronts;
Productive, but fronts nonetheless.
Anything to stop my mind from wandering;
Anything to keep you out.
It's mostly a lesson in toque that applies under these circumstances.
The ol' guess and test;
A torturous process, as it's proved historically to wear on the patience of this rambler.
One line on an empty page: "When can any of this be changed?"
When these spiteful pieces of you won't come back down and time stands still.
This has been a trap for far too many years.
We've seen others abandon ship;
But we'll follow this one to the bottom it seems.
