[ Featuring the timlongs ]
Where are you running, you say you won't 'til you get there
That's not very cunning, you say it's OK because you don't care
You seem so lackluster like there's nothing in the cupboard like it's all bare
You look a little flustered maybe you should take a seat but there's no chair
You say you'll keep running and you'll be just fine
You don't need to hear any advice from a mime
Well I've got one thing to say to you
What makes you so sure
Now you've arrived and you say that you'll stay for awhile
You feel so alive you say the long trip was worth every mile
Well I must confess that I like the way you look when you smile
Maybe you're blessed or maybe you're just in denial
You say while you're here you will be just fine
You don't need to hear any advice from a mime
Well I've got one thing to say to you
What makes you so sure
What makes you so sure
Now it's time to go but you're not really sure how you got here
You swear that you know but the thoughts in your head are just not clear
Don't turn to me, it's too late for that now, face your own fear
It's not easy to be what I know that you need when the end's near