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 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
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