Verse 1
Time to change this month’s window display.
Seasons come and go again.  There’s Joe!
On his way to the gym, he’s been, four             times this week - 
God you’d think that he’d win 
But he knows he’s getting older,  it’s harder to push the limits …
But he knows he’s getting older, it’s harder to push the limits.

Bridge
Easier not to be wise,
your life measured in your eyes,
the stale anticipation from what you left behind.
Crawling through the sand, learn to take it like a man,
you’re ritual, conditional and no-one understands.

Chorus
Breakdown I’m ready to fight -
I’m seeing clear now.
Painted grey I fall back in line,
‘case anyone hears me.
I can’t ignore, know there’s more
than this old ‘Same Day Chore’ that’s jaded, worn, familiar to me.

Verse 2
There goes Jane, nursing her ego again.
He’s broken every promise he’s ever made.
She knows she, can let go, be alone,
it scares her to the bone, as she re-applies her make-up again.

Bridge 
Chorus

Middle 8
Everyone’s beautiful in the right light,
and everyone’s focused and everyone fights.
To swear out their demons, how only they know,
against all the odds, through a blanket of smoke.
It’s hard to be me, it’s hard to be real,
opportunity knocks and then it will yield.
Like the Ace you were promised as part of the deal
but you just lost your nerve.  Just lost the feel…