[BRUCE]
I fucking love beginnings
Flying high!
It's hard to know where to start
It's all so fast
I'm trying not to spin
I guess I'm older
And it's harder when you're older to begin

Peeling plaster
Sagging roof
Two missing stairs
A buckled wall
I'm fired up to do this
But on my own it all…

So much damage
Broken windows
Pipes are shit
Crap veneer
It's hours later
Jesus, I'm still standing here
Still standing here

But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall
At certain times of day
I see how fine this house could be
I see it so damn clear!
What's the matter?
Why am I standing here?
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