Lyrics

The Mess

I fell asleep on a speeding train. I was oblivious to the sights
of the steeply mountainous terrain and the staccatto tunnel lights
It didn't even matter if my eyes were closed. I had a picture perfect view
of memories in a mental frame made recently with you.

I love the mess we're in. I drink it up like wine.
I think the mess we're in is fine.
I love the mess we're in. Together we are on the scene.
This mess is the best we've ever been

In a dream we were toboganning down the Appalation Way
You were sheltering behind me from the bifurcated spray
And then suddenly my little fantasy begins to rapidly depixelate
revealing ceiling lights frustratingly bright and positioned to operate.

I love the mess we're in. I drink it up like wine.
I think the mess we're in is fine.
I love the mess we're in better than all the rest
Messin' with this mess brings out our best

I wake up in recovery when I found out we derailed.
A never waking outcome I had narrowly curtailed.
Thankfully I wake to see your reassuring smile.
I think I might just rest here for awhile.

I love the mess we're in. I drink it up like wine.
I think the mess we're in is fine.
I love the mess we're in better than all the rest
Messin' with this mess brings out our best