i can take the covers one by one

it's just the planning stage

i'm rolling like the prodigal son

and reunion's all the rage

really hoping time was on my side



but it isn't

no, it isn't



great feats are bittersweet

too many of a good thing



a place for everything compartment style

an hour here is free

hard to justify that every mile

it just won't wait for me

really hoping i could make this work



but i couldn't

no, i couldn't



eight years to disappear

too many of a good thing

worse fears are all but here

too many of a good thing



you're not needing me

but i've got my own thing



a total waste of any precious time

it's not the place to be

a better alternate that plays to my opportunities

i wish that everything would fall in line



but it doesn't

no, it doesn't

and it couldn't

no, it couldn't

so, it doesn't

no, it doesn't



great feats are bittersweet

too many of a good thing

sometime we'll fit it in

too many of a good thing