(Verse 1) Sunrise through the smudged glass again The headlines scream about the state we're in Fold the laundry, boil the kettle, count the cost Another little hope we thought we hadn't lost It's just the cold hum of what we can't control A tiny scratch upon the greater soul (Chorus) Oh, it's another day in this messy world Where the flags are half-mast and the dreams are furled But the bluebells push up through the cracks in the street And the coffee's still hot, and the silence is sweet Yeah, it's a beautiful, confusing, tangled thread Just trying to keep the good thoughts in my head (Verse 2) Saw a couple arguing by the bus stop light Didn't know the reason, but I knew the fight It's the tiny frictions that make the whole thing turn The lessons that we pay for but we never learn We carry all the histories that can't be shed Just trying to keep the good thoughts in my head (Bridge) Maybe we're all just waiting for the rain To wash the pavement clean of all the pain Maybe that's the point, the blur, the ebb, the flow To find a small soft place where we can go (Outro) The silence is sweet... Another day... In this messy world... (Acoustic guitar fades out gently with quiet, layered vocals/harmonies)
