So I crawl down the stairs to the truth that is 
sleeping alone on a bed 
The mosquito net weeping above 
That lazy old truth 
Been lying there for weeks 
So I throw myself onto the bed 
And onto the mercy of the truth who is stirring 
And trying to cheer up the net 
And afterwards me 
And I'm feeling weary 

Cause I could go on and on deluding myself 
Wading in the shallows 
I am waiting for something else to come along and put 
things in order 
Meanwhile, I raise my arms above the water 
Ready, I am in position 
Just promise you'll be here soon 

So all of the people around, I don't wanna grow old 
like them 
Bracing and grabbing too tight to not much 
But I start feeling tired a little earlier each day 
So I'm looking to rearrange the dawn 
To tidy up the order of events 
And unwind every thread of regret 
But take that away 
And what is there left? 

From now on I know it'll be different 
See the waves are nodding their agreement