Little Drum

[Verse 1]
I was mothered like an orchid tethered to eternal sights
I hurried home in orbit close to where I know I’m fine
No edge of the seat, no arms ever broken, you see

[Chorus]
I waited for the crash to come
Too many days with too little to do
I waited but nothing came at all
So many days spent in empty rooms

[Verse 2]
The little drum inside behaves itself until you turn 25
And then it strikes this all we've lived this long and only ever half alive

[Chorus]
I waited for the crash to come
Too many days with too little to do
I waited but nothing came at all
So many days spent in empty rooms

It’s too late for a wasted youth
All quiet on the eastern front and
We dare not move
It’s too late to wage a war
It’s all quiet on the eastern front and
We all are bored