They say it's complicated
What goes on outside our walls
Backlit and separated
The first one slips, the other falls
This might be unrelated
Are you still looking for applause
To let go of the pavement
And find your footing in the stars

I'm a little bothered by
The plastic caps on metal needles
I don't really understand
The things we do to other people
I'm a little commonplace
A little good, a little evil
Fresh faced and out of place
A cynic's eyes and all things equal

I read that something's missing
In the margins of the page
Not for a lack of wishing
Feels like that feeling never stays
And it might be something different
Could feel like coffee in the rain
No time to stop and listen
Hope that temptation comes again

I'm a little bothered by
The plastic caps on metal needles
I don't really understand
The things we do to other people
I'm a little commonplace
A little good, a little evil
Fresh faced and out of place
A cynic's eyes and all things equal

I'm told this plane's a mystery
Best to leave these pebbles undisturbed
And those stars are ancient history
Love is strange or so I've heard
Still pushing north of sixty
So why does my future feel rehearsed?
Might be that someone missed me
Might be the migratory birds

I'm a little bothered by
The plastic caps on metal needles
I don't really understand
The things we do to other people
I'm a little commonplace
A little good, a little evil
Fresh faced and out of place
A cynic's eyes and all things equal