Texty: Treble Charger. Wide Awake Bored. Just What They Told Me.

I guess what concerns me the most
Getting any younger so we like to boast
Are the cracks and fissures splintering our lovely lives?
Our acceptance of the shiny brand new kitchen knives

So I have decided not to live that way
I still behave in public
And I don't confuse the night with day
And I'm better off, please don't say

We know you'll never live without
You have to keep it out

I pray that I'll be saved
Before too long
Another two or three days
And I'll get it wrong

A patch of thistle
Measuring our early grave
With waxy gleam
We stroll along the colonnade

And I have decided not to live that way
I still behave in public
And I don't confuse the night with day
And I'm better off, please don't say

We know you'll never live without
You have no way to keep it out

I did just what they told me
I'm just trying to make my way
I did just what they told me