Well here I am on pinehill avenue

I didn't think I'd still be living here at this age

I didn't mean to pick a fight with you

I get so angry

Sometimes I am ashamed

Oh no here we go

The afternoon show

The whole family's taking strain

Time ticking away

Hair going grey

Like water down the drain

So we agree

We'll try and do things differently

Seen through the glass

It happens so fast

It's all a blur

I can't make it last

Bring it to life

But can't get it still

Or keep it in focus

Maybe you will

Still I don't know

Whether I should

Walk in the wind

Or carve in the wood

I know I should move

But still I can't prove

The movement is good

Well here I am on pinehill avenue

I've never had a better reason not to leave

Plans out the window but that's nothing new

Might be a sentence

It's also a reprieve

Wait a minute

Wait a minute

Go and get it

Go and get it

Go and get it

Go and get it

Wait a minute

Wait a minute

Talking

Seen through the glass

It happens so fast

It's all a blur

I can't make it last

I bring it to life

But can't keep it still

Or keep it in focus

Maybe you will

All this life fading

All this time waiting