Leafy Outlook

Well here I am on Pinehill Avenue I didn't think I'd still be living here at this age I didn't mean to pick a fight with you I get so angry Sometimes I am ashamed Oh no, here we go The afternoon show The whole family's taking strain Time ticking away Hair going grey Like water down the drain So we agree: We'll try and do things differently Seen through the glass It happens so fast It's all a blur I can't make it last Bring it to life But can't get it still Or keep it in focus Maybe you will Still I don't know Whether I should Walk in the wind Or carve in the wood I know I should move But still I can't prove The movement is good Well here I am on Pinehill Avenue I've never had a better reason not to leave Plans out the window but that's nothing new Might be a sentence It's also a reprieve Wait a minute Wait a minute Go and get it Go and get it Go and get it Go and get it Wait a minute Wait a minute (Talking) Seen through the glass It happens so fast It's all a blur I can't make it last I bring it to life But can't keep it still Or keep it in focus Maybe you will All this life fading All this time waiting