Flying into the wind
You can be sure of it
That's no place to begin.
Over thinking every little thing
Acknowledge the bell you can't unring.
Tomorrow, you don't have to say what you're thinking
You don't have to mean what you say.
Flutter in to the skies
Their molecular cries.
Chrysalis dreams waiting on the fifth in-star
These stained glass wings could only take you so far
You don't have to say that it matters.
You don't have to turn something in
Stay with it through thick and thin
Tomorrow, you don't have to mean what you say
Left without a reason to stay
Comes the last hurrah
Here's our last hurrah.
You can be sure of it.