Look at the water, look at whatever
We broke the last one apart
And put it back together, it didnt matter
It's a little biblical
A little bit tragic, it may be fantastic
Every once in a while
Every little thing, every little thing
But I'm old enough to know I'm holding on
For something
I'm old enough to see I'm not the only one
When you get back to town
Back from the islands, back to where I live
Well, we need to have a word
A topic to touch on, the topic is touchy
Yeah this is pitiful
The lack of reception, you never listen
I don't need another round
Nothing is perfect but this isn't worth it
And I'm old enough to know that I'm holding on
For something
I'm old enough to see I'm not the only one
Yeah I smashed it apart and the rains wouldn't stop
'Til everybody was gone, moving on to the next one
I'm old enough to know, I'm holding on
For something
I'm old enough to see I'm not the only one
