an automobile accident
then
the fog of memory

we'll have a better day

oh yeah where was i

it's hard
but i try not to avoid the truth

what a mess
life is colliding in impossible ways

through the voice of conscience
i feel tense perturbed tormented

until this time passes
there is no regaining control

straight up piano vamping
a lot like flirting
things are obvious

don't you love it
that flash of surprise 
the pleasure