The Talent I Never Had

Does a modern man with a hat make a sound

When his vanished build finally hits the ground

These well-worn doubts still feed a kind of pain

Making me feel like I'm always against the grain

I never lost the talent I never really had

Even the best cliché will one day go bad

Everyone deserves someone like 'the one'

Who makes you feel something, something like love

We're all here to cut to the deepest quick

And if there's anything left, hope it someday sticks

That knocking hand upon the slightly cracked door

Who says with warmth, in a mannered tone

'Leave me alone'