The Swing of Things

You say the world's an eventful place

You give me news I don't want to know

You say that I should care

That I should speak my mind

Oh, but how can I speak of the world rushing by

With a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes?

Oh, have we come to the point of no turning back

Or is it still time to get into the swing of things?

Let us walk through this windless city

I'll go on 'til the winter gets me

Oh, sleep, you wrote sleep, my dear

In a letter somewhere

Oh, but how can I sleep with your voice in my head

With an ocean between us and room in my bed?

Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip

Or is it still time to get into the swing of things?

Oh, when she glows in the dark and I'm weak by the sight

Of this breathtaking beauty in which I can hide

Oh, there's a world full out there of people I fear

But given time I'll get into the swing of things

Yes, when she glows in the dark and I'm struck by the sight

I know that I'll need this for the rest of my life

Oh, I know that I'll need this

For the rest of my life

You know that I need

You know that I need

What have I done? What lies I have told?

I've played games with the ones that rescued my soul

Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip

Or is it still time to get into the swing of things?