The week’s been stripped for parts and the day is dust
I’m a walking contradiction with a lack of trust
You had a dream about an orchard
Where the only thing that grew in there was us

Half out of stubbornness and half out of heart
You were striving for a time when we could all be told apart
And you were going nowhere
When nowhere was exactly where to start

So how d’you cope with that?
Well, it’s not well, not well
And it’s something of a habit
The sinking feeling swells
But oh well, oh well
It’s easier to have it

The spring bled into summer this year faster still
The sun suspended in the evening just to tame the chill
If May was anything to go by
We’re still hoping someone else will foot the bill

I don’t plan on mixing concepts like an alchemist
Or logging every interaction like an archivist
And while I’m here making excuses
I never thought I’d be like this

So how d’you cope with that?
Well, it’s not well, not well
And it’s something of a habit
The sinking feeling swells
But oh well, oh well
It’s easier to have it

Half out of stubbornness and half out of heart
You were striving for a time when we could all be told apart
And you were going nowhere
When nowhere was exactly where to start

So how d’you cope with that?
Well, it’s not well, not well
And it’s something of a habit
The sinking feeling swells
But oh well, oh well
It’s easier to have it

So how d’you cope with that?
Well, not well, not well
And it’s something of a habit of mine
The sinking feeling swells
But oh well, oh well
It’s easier to have it sometimes

So how d’you cope with that?
Well, it’s not well, not well
And it’s something of a habit by now
The sinking feeling swells
But oh well, oh well
It’s easier to have it for now