I still hear you in my dreams telling me I’m not enough, enough, no

I still hear you when I least expect it saying all the same downer stuff

Dynamics die hard, I still get the urge to guide you

All those years and songs, in hindsight they were all clues

Nothing’s wasted, everything carries with it a deep truth, it’s true, it’s true

Was it schema chemistry that kept me here wanting you? But who, who are you?

Dynamics die hard, I still get the urge to guide you

All those years and songs, in hindsight they were all clues

Treading water for so long, then it came out of the blue