Lyrics

What’s The Worst That Can Happen?

Sharp as a paper knife,
been thinking like a mouse in tomcat’s gaze.
Primed for a free-fall dive,
this isn’t any ‘bolt from the blue’ cascade.

But I’ve felt this before,
and I know what to do,
let the thoughts pass on through and say

….what’s the worst that can happen?

My stellar rodeo.
Been hanging on the tail of a shooting star.
Dazed from the vertigo,
I struggle to recall when it got so dark.

But I’ve been here before,
and I know what to do,
let the fear pass on through and say

….what’s the worst that can happen?

Pattern, it’s a pattern all over again
(flowing up and flowing down).
Ladders, snakes and ladders all over again.
So, until I can breathe easily,
take it slow, inching out of the hole.

What’s the worst that can happen?

Hanging on the tail of a shooting star.