Berlin, It’s All a Mess

Oh honey, honey don’t you know?
These things will happen
Brush yourself off and settle for nothing less
And in the still of the afternoon
Bright words can linger
With the night comes the burn of the cigarette

Each side fights wars in my head again
No stop to voices
Each side will win each and every time
I talk to all of the mantle pieces
ornaments so seasoned
They fear heights but you’re wiser for your fall

Oh Berlin, it’s all a mess
But I’ll say I’m fine
But I’ll say I’m fine

Oh Berlin, it’s all a mess
But I’ll say I’m fine
But I’ll say I’m fine

In a moment soon I will hit the ground
and I know I’ll feel it
But your concrete calm is what speaks to me:
Oh honey honey don’t you know
These things will happen
Brush yourself off and settle for nothing less

Oh Berlin, 
Oh honey honey, don’t you know?
It’s all a mess
These things will happen
But I’ll say I’m fine
Brush yourself off and settle for nothing less
I will be fine