In Undertow

You find a wave You try to hold on for as long as you can You made a mistake you'd like to erase And I understand "What's left for you and me?" I ask that question rhetorically Can't buy into astrology And won't rely on the moon for anything No turning There's no turning There's no turning back After what's been said No turning There's no turning There's no turning back Meditate, play solitaire Take up self-defense When you get old and faded out Will you want your friends? What's left for you and me? You respond to my question metaphorically Don't read into psychology And won't rely on your mood for anything No turning There's no turning There's no turning back After what was said No turning There's no turning There's no turning back You find a wave And try to hold on for as long as you can You made a mistake you'd like to erase And I understand What's next for you and me? I'll take suggestions We toss and turn In undertow Time to let go, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh No turning There's no turning There's no turning back After what's transpired No turning There's no turning There's no turning back It's so uninspired No turning There's no turning There's no turning back