While we're on the subject

Could we change the subject now?

I was knocking on your ears

Don't worry you were always out Looking towards the future

We were begging for the past

Well, we know we had the good things

But those never seemed to last

Oh, please just last Everyone's unhappy

Everyone's ashamed

Well, we all just got caught looking

At somebody else's page Well, nothing ever went

Quite exactly as we planned

Our ideas held no water

But we used them like a *** Oh, and we carried it all so well

As if we got a new position

Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

Saying yes, this is a fine promotion

Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell Of course everyone goes crazy

Over such and such and such

We made ourselves a pillar

We just used it as a crutch We were certainly uncertain

At least I'm pretty sure I am

Well, we didn't need the water

But we just built that good god ***n Oh, and I know this of myself

I assume as much for other people

Oh, and I know this of myself

We've listened more to life's end gong

Than the sound of life's sweet bells Was it ever worth it?

Was there all that much to gain?

Well, we knew we'd missed the boat

And we'd already missed the plane We didn't read the invite

We just danced at our own wake

All our favorites were playing

So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake Tiny curtains open

And we heard the tiny clap of little hands

A tiny man would tell a little joke

And get a tiny laugh from all the folks Sitting, drifting around in bubbles

And thinking it was us that carried them

When we finally got it figured out

That we had truly missed the boat Oh, and we carried it all so well

As if we got a new position

Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves

Without the skills to make a shelf with

Oh, what useless tools ourselves