fine I guess I'm doin' fine I sleep at night and work all day and in between there's some time to drift away
hurry up it's time to see the sun is sad enough to hide behind a veil try to lift it up but sadness causes above all only sadness
and it's only because the tears blur my eyes before they wash them out and reveal the disguise it's rather later than sooner that we see things clearer take a look in the mirror and you'll know what I mean
fine I guess I'm doin' fine I think a lot and I know too little I think I know too little I think I know too little
so sometimes I praise escapology cause it's the only way to be when you learn and you see how cruel people can be cruel people can be I never believed in the tale of reason