I’m cladding my vices but I’m doing it wrong
It’s the same old story to a different hum along
Come on, hum along
Sprawled on the mosaic again
Childishly on the floor: here I am
Your ageless advisor dressed in black
I cannot take it away from you
So break a leg
And no I’m not finished with you yet
So let’s skip to the end
To the end
And all of the things I’m supposed to say
All of those crazy words
They’re okay
Because I’m cladding my vices and I’m doing it wrong
I heard the morning glory
I heard the cautionary song
I didn’t hum along