[BRUCE]
I f**ing love beginnings
Flying high!
It's hard to know where to start
It's all so fast
I'm trying not to spin
I guess I'm older
And it's harder when you're older to begin
Peeling plaster
Sagging roof
Two missing stairs
A buckled wall
I'm fired up to do this
But on my own it all…
So much damage
Broken windows
Pipes are sh**
Crap veneer
It's hours later
Jesus, I'm still standing here
Still standing here
But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall
At certain times of day
I see how fine this house could be
I see it so damn clear!
What's the matter?
Why am I standing here?
Bad foundation
Twisting floorboards
Shoddy pipes
Gaping hole
It's a lot
It's a lot to keep under control
Something's cracking
Something's rotting
Piles of ruin and debris
k**ing me
Crushing me
Pushing me!
But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall
At certain times of day
I see how fine this house could be
I see it so damn clear!
What's the matter?
Why am I standing here?
Dear Al, I'm scared
I had a life I thought I understood
I took it and I squeezed out every bit of life I could
But the edges of the world that held me up have gone away
And I'm falling into nothingness
Or flying into something so sublime
And I'm
A man I don't know
Who am I now?
Where do I go?
I can't go back
I can't find my way through
I might still break a heart or two!
But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall
At certain times of day
I see how fine this house could be
I see it so damn clear!
Oh my god
Why am I standing here?!?