[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?!?