Clapton Pond (Apologies, I Have None)

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 it's been holding me up all along And 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 oh this is progress towards perfection this is progress towards perfection It's always like this things they fall apart when we just can't let go