Scott Hutchison - Little Drum lyrics

[Verse 1] I was mothered like an orchid tethered to eternal sights I hurried home in orbit close to where I know I'm fine No edge of the seat, no arms ever broken, you see [Chorus] I waited for the crash to come Too many days with too little to do I waited but nothing came at all So many days spent in empty rooms [Verse 2] The little drum inside behaves itself until you turn 25 And then it strikes this all we've lived this long and only ever half alive [Chorus] I waited for the crash to come Too many days with too little to do I waited but nothing came at all So many days spent in empty rooms It's too late for a wasted youth All quiet on the Eastern Front and We dare not move It's too late to wage a war It's all quiet on the Eastern Front and We all are bored