clapton let out its last breath and eases to morning light and our shattered voices echo and carry like sirens tonight i m leaning on every word that you ve been saying and it s been holding me up all along all the sidesteps and the silences they would all be worth it in the end and every step we have taken wouldn t need to be doubled up again it s always like this things they fall apart when we just can t let go i m not looking for familiarity or routine just a little consistency and for every problem every mistake every regret and every headache to leave it all behind somehow paranoia and anxiety are not on my side they never were i thought i had all this figured out so this is progress towards perfection this is progress towards perfection