I’ve been trapped by my fervour; I can’t break free
A vision of next year’s progress; not a picture of me.
I fear a solution; so I break it down.
Assuming I’ll find a blueprint; just lying around.
Picking up the pieces, trying to make them fit
Sticking them in all the holes, in my sinking ship
Setting up the dominoes, trying to stop them fall
Then I realised, I just can’t stop them all...
I view my creation; A distended chop.
It’s quite out of hand now; I need to stop.
Killing expectation; killing my fate.
I don’t need my perfection; time to abdicate.
Picking up the pieces, trying to make them fit
Sticking them in all the holes, in my sinking ship
Setting up the dominoes, trying to stop them fall
Then I realise, I just can’t stop them all...
Lyrics by John Berry