From the recording Citrus
Lyrics
It's a lesson that's been told
in out homes and under bridges
It's a message that's been sold
through the roof and through the ages
If you think that it's all up for grabs
and there's nothing left for losing
It'll hurt so bad you'll have to laugh
just to keep yourself from ruin
just to keep yourself from doing
What can't be seen
one by one we make believe
close our eyes and count to three
since from first we're weaned
Broken windows, busted doors
blisters, burns, and open sores
Thrown out hearts on golden shores
since from first we're born
When there's nothing left unturned
and there little in here moving
there are lessons best unlearned
it's the art of self undoing
Learning to walk and talk all over again
only this time his much faster
with no looming bitter aftermath
and no happy ever after
just a beautiful disaster
What can't be seen
one by one we make believe
close our eyes and count to three
since from first we're weaned
Broken windows, busted doors
blisters, burns, and open sores
Thrown out hearts on golden shores
since from first we're born