I think I've had enough of your world today
My head has opened up and your pictures fall like rain
In front of my face they spin

We were corresponding shapes like the rocks in a ledge
Now this puzzle has been rained upon
And the corners lost their edge
Nothing fits as it once did
But at least we had finished at

All over this room I reign you are
All over this room I reign you are
All over this room I reign you are
What's wrong with that?
Nothing I guess

So I entertain my mind with little ticks and movie flicks
Combinations of quirky comedies
But they've all got romantic twists
And when I can't forget, I write
That's how this whole thing came to be
It helps me when I'm lonely, yeah

And all over this room I reign you are
All over this room I reign you are
All over this room I reign you are
And what's wrong with that?
Nothing I guess

Works
This circle never works
This cycle of the poet and his dame
Who never could explain this tired plot
Insistent it would stop
Convinced that every problem soon would rest
That bad things at their best would fix themselves
(And sparked the drifting of two souls)
But those things you just can't tell
(I am not ready nor deserve a line of love)
And its taunting in this straight jacket of hope
(That can't be blurred into a shallow blotch of lust)
It blinds and it disrupts the ebb and flow
(A dirty thought, a pointless fuck)
Process of letting go
(I never properly explained this bodied beauty you contain)
The pattern on this strange bright-lighted stage
(Is too much for a man to take at such an age-less feeling age)
The stigma at this age-less feeling age

La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-oh
La, da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da
La, da