Accordion spring back to me Golden opportunity Driving into hurricanes I know that you are over it Crippling anxiety There's nothing left for you in this Protected by parenthesis I know that you are over it Balance on your fingertips I know it's not enough Manhattan, cosmopolitan Pleasantries, then let's begin Flowers draped in history Now that you are over it Withered leaves of hickory There's nothing left for you in this Your wings are barely fluttering Now that you are over it What's the use in bickering I know it's not enough