I was doing okay, doing nothing at all Now I'm playing croquet, with my head as the ball You hand me a bouquet, and I just let it fall I think I...I think I missed the point When she told me we were inexorably linked Now when I question her [?] in sync Did a breakup occur? Must've been when I blinked I think I...I think I missed the point I think I missed the point I think I missed the point First I stood on the beach Throwing stones at the gulls Then they flew out of reach Now the whole prospect's dull [?] bleach Faces turn into skulls I think I... I think I... I think I... I think I...I think I missed the point