Giving Cup
Believe, believe that's how they teach you to breathe
But what do they expect when they say, "Decide"
You say it's your right
Well it's mine, too
You say you go out every night
What's a boy to do?
Are we waxing or waning
Or is that just the choice of the moon?
Or do we need mooring?
Tie yourself to the nearest tree
Everyone is tumbling, yeah
Adjust your straight-ahead
A sharp edge needing blunting
Make it round as a ball