For all the trouble you've been through
And all the trouble you still tie yourself to
And to the farthest your ideas grow
But even the slightest decisions so slow
With bowed anchors neatly seeking their worth
Things will liven right up, when you calm down
Thread the needle, insidious, straight through
Straight to the finish.
And all the trouble you still tie yourself to
And to the farthest your ideas grow
But even the slightest decisions so slow
With bowed anchors neatly seeking their worth
Things will liven right up, when you calm down
Thread the needle, insidious, straight through
Straight to the finish.