Well it's pretty clear somebody else cheated
And you're quite sure that they don't belong
Or that someone else might have played out of turn
  But you know that the mess you're in
  Is not at all what you learned

The work day got harder and play always costs more
While the hurt lingers longer and no-one is sure
Why the taste of freedom's always biting your hand
  And you woke up with the mess you're in
  Certainly not what you planned

The kids are louder and the boss gets meaner
And no one makes music like you any more
The roads are narrower and the mountain just grows
  And it doesn't feel right, the mess you're in
  This couldn't be what you chose

So after you've wasted what seems like eternity
The sun melted all of the wax from your wings
They come in to tell you it's still not your turn
  And the bridges across the mess you're in
  Are the ones you gleefully burned

  Can you stop the mess you're in
  From getting much more out of hand?

  Now that you find that the mess you're in
  Is not at all what you planned

11/22/22