Get Back to What You Started

We made everything

And lost it all

Bright burn the last pavilions

If it’s not built for us

Pull it down

No cities left

But we’re haunted by the spaces

Call it camouflage

But everybody sees it

Inarticulate

So why should we believe it, why should we believe it ?

If you’ve got something, something to say

Get back to what you started

When the beginning is slipping away

Get back to what you started

Hope comes tumbling; a broken wheel

Spokes radiate

Like sunshine

If no one’s listening

The words go out

Like fireflies

Self conscious in the daylight

It’s mysterious

But everybody knows it

This experience

Nobody can show us, nobody can show us

So we lost ground

Listened to the chitter-chatter of the satellites

But when we wrote it down

Oh, we couldn’t miss the pattern in our appetites

And when we cry it’s now or never

Time to try and put it back together

If you want it

Get back to what you started