Busy – why’d it have to be the swan song?
Why’d it have to be the end-all, the be-all,
The curtain fall, the easy so-long?
Busy – why the obvious rehearsal?
Why the obvious stop, friend, the line mend,
The bookend, the final call?
For I’m trying to be brave,
Coming out of my winter cave,
There’s a soul I’d like to save…from sinking.
Fortune – why’d it have to be so common?
Why’d it have to be so disconnected,
So cause-effected, Y-intercepted, the vacant inn?
Fortune – why the automatic fallback?
Why the automatic retouch, too much,
The last crutch, the well-worn path?