Don’t know what to do with myself
lately I’m not that driven
funny how everyone else
seems to have an opinion
I’ve seen the path before but now
it’s melting like the ice sheet
I might be swimming circles but
well, shit, at least I’m swimming
for now
Don’t stop the car
you’ll wind up stalled in the dark
don’t leave the bar
you’ll wind up drunk in the park
if you drew the circle
then no one can say that you’re lost
and just as well, you’re carsick
but you know yourself
Men tell me all kinds of things
I tend not to believe them
posturing over me, they say
they’re just using reason
Don’t listen to the crust punks, they
have no coherent politics
you chase yourself around like that
you’ll wind up broke and nauseous
again
Oh what it was
to be young and in love
with yourself and the life
laid out before you
Time doesn’t pass
it grows thick as frosted glass
and the fog can threaten
to obscure you
I think I’ll stay in my bed
until five in the evening
the sun never rose so I can’t find
a reason for leaving
and just as well, I’m tired
but I know myself
Do you think you know yourself?
Do you think you know yourself?
Do you think you know yourself?
Do you think you know yourself?