The Plot

It was the best of my intentions
In the first week of spring
To set the standard for the year
I redefined my expectations
Through calculated moves
Well, I had nothing more to lose
Forget self pity
I think I've finally found the art
Of resetting without falling apart
Ignore the rain clouds
This is the clearest sky I've seen
All my worries are cast off to see
I feel so alive
It was coming to November
And my confidence was shot
I was searching for the plot
I used gunpowder and reason
Oh hell, it was the season
And I'm not selling myself short
Forget self pity
I think I've finally found the art
Of resetting without falling apart
Ignore the rain clouds
This is the clearest sky I've seen
All my worries are cast off to see
I feel so alive
Take anything you want
I don't know if I'll be back
Please take anything you want
I don't know if I'll be back
Oh please, take anything that you want
And when I return I'll be a better man than the one that left
Forget self pity
I think I've finally found the art
Of resetting without falling apart
Ignore the rain clouds
This is the clearest sky I've seen
All my worries are cast off to see
I feel so alive