Hindsight - Walken

Proof, I want evidential proof

I’d love nothing less than truth in my life

I’d like the comfort of not having to think twice

Hoops, I don’t mind diving through hoops

But it always feels like forcing a smile

I’d rather pass time watching walls of beige paint dry

It’s do or die

So pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye

I feel High and Dry

As if I’m Thom back in ‘95

Yet, since I was young

Thought I was Hoppus but I’m more Delonge

Emitting ambition via varied forms of song

Hindsight is twenty twenty

You’ll always learn a thing or two

Like lightning at the jetty

Will always make me think of you

I’d trade all my treasure

If it gave the chance to feel anew

I’m in it for the long haul, if you are too?

I guess there’s not much else to do

Boosh, let me marathon some Boosh

And detach with the Bluth’s for a bit

Give me the deep running multi-season punchlines

It’s comedy

That’s ankle-locking my melancholy

Certain remedies

Can infiltrate and alter my psyche

Yeah Eurydice

You’re metaphysical yet so much more

A tale from a tragic’s that was written well before

I went and messed it all up

And grew complacent

You’re always burning through my mind, every year

No missing time slot

And mixing lines up

I really I hoped we’d settle down

And retreat somewhere like Bag End in The Shire

Hindsight is twenty twenty

You’ll always learn a thing or two

Like lightning the jetty

Will always make me think of you

I’d trade all my treasure

If it held a chance to feel anew

I’m in it for the long haul, If you are too?

I guess there’s not much else to do

But sit and talk it out with you

I guess there’s not much else to do

But sit and talk it out with you

I guess there’s not much else to do

But sit and talk it out with you

I guess there’s not much else to do

But sit right here and spill my guts to you