If it were to burn blister and disintegrate
What would you have learned what would be your takeaway
A pivot in your plans a divot in your landscape
And uncloudy skies open up
You would never say there's nothing wrong
But you could easily say there's nothing wrong
And if it disappeared buggered off without a trace
Would it be so weird would you need to pull a face
A wrinkle in your flag a ragged left-of-center tape
And uncloudy skies open up
You would never say there's nothing wrong
But you could easily say there's nothing wrong
Heaven knows you hear it all day long
So you should maybe say it say it now
If it were to burn blister and disintegrate
What would you have learned what would be your takeaway