Back of your mind You're counting it down You want what you want You're not worrying now Taunt the TVs Left, right, left Hear the lights change And hide in your head You slide off the side And curse in your sleep You kiss your clay lips And k** the canteen So now its all done It's all leaving or left The bees will die out And you'll wonder who's next And so as part of the whole You try'n let go of All that you can't control Cause you spent all your spin 2004, but nothing much changed, And nothing felt sure. Except maybe one thing One ominous fact So you checked yourself out With the crowd that's rolled back While you're waving goodbye Clouds grouped in white flags Prospectors line up Cuffed jeans and messenger bags Seeing memories sold Grave plots in the glow Cafes and condos Watch'em go watch'em go, oh watch'em go, watch'em go And so as part of the whole You try'n let go of All that you can't control So most of you stay You settle in waves Complacently asleep Or a quarter awake Keep down the dertif' in your brain You can't take Truth you can't face Truth you can't fake You gotta face it, oh You gotta face it, oh You gotta face it