that's enough

Who's never thought about it? All I need's to think about the vastness of it all And how completely absurd it all seems To be a race that knows about themselves That's enough to have me at the kitchen draw Running the shower again There's a certain class of minds That look within and feel compelled to idealise their doom They're united as one Coiled around the nature of a disaffected truth That's enough to have me at the bathroom sink Bracing the back door again And though there are helping hands We tell ourselves that others are more worthy of their care That's enough to tether me to forevermore Filling the bag up again