I Hold Vertigo

What is the nature of this?

A standard always amorphic

Strange, how easy to list:

Routine tediously cyclic

I don't know where I get it from

I rely so much on expectation

Castles of air amidst this very sober reason

Yes I profess abnegation

But never you mind;

Great hopes, little one, I'll bear your delusion

I admit that no one is sovereign

Not even I

No, I don't even try

I admit that no one is sovereign

Not even I

No, I don't even try

And never you mind -- I've asked nothing of you

Nothing which lies at your promise behest

Never has nothing rang true

I don't know where I get it from

I rely so much on expectation

Castles of air amidst this very sober reason

Yes I profess abnegation

But never you mind;

Great hopes, little one, I'll bear your delusion

Master all by easy hand,

I commit no act of violence

Marching to the strike of fragile cadence

And I see you in the corner, distressed

Somehow I'm not impressed

I admit that no one is sovereign

Not even I

No, I don't even try

I admit that no one is sovereign

Not even I

No, I don't even try

But I wonder, when did we decide?

If you're determined, I promise it's done

I am with you

Changing from nothing to one