| They turned on the fountain today at Logan Circle,
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| I felt something in me change,
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| I was thinking about how we all feel,
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| But the world’s not such a shitty place,
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| (The world’s not such a shitty place)
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| We just can’t blame the seasons,
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| The Blue Man Group won’t cure depression,
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| I can see we brought it on ourselves with bad attitudes,
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| And you should come by at eleven,
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| You haven’t seen the new apartment,
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| We’ll laugh about the shit we got into in high school,
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| And I can’t pretend,
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| I’m afraid that we’re wasting away,
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| Because we’re all sleeping in circles or talking shit in diners,
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| I’ve been better but I’m feeling okay,
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| I’m not even sad anymore,
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| I’m just so tired most nights,
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| And I’ve been drowning my sorrows in Lucky Charms and soy milk
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| These are the things that keep me sane,
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| Getting pretzels at midnight behind my house,
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| At the price you can’t complain,
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| We set off fireworks, pissed off the whole neighbourhood,
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| They keep me up having sex anyway,
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| This stoop has been seen much worse,
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| We’ll set off a few more,
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| Maybe I’ll blow a piece of this city I hate,
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| I’m afraid that we’re wasting away,
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| Because we’re all sleeping in circles or talking shit in diners,
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| I’ve been better but I’m feeling okay,
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| I’m not even sad anymore,
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| I’m just so tired most nights,
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| They turned on the fountain today at Logan Circle,
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| They turned on the fountain today,
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| They turned on the fountain today at Logan Circle,
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| I felt something in me change,
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| I’m afraid that we’re wasting away,
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| I’m afraid,
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| I’m afraid that we’re wasting away,
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| Because we’re all sleeping in circles or talking shit in diners,
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| I’ve been better but I’m feeling okay,
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| I’m not even sad anymore,
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| I’m just so tired most nights. |