If Only 88 Lyrics - The Beloved

forgive me such idle repetition 

but i'm not stirred by this competition 

too soft to be unmoved 

but enough is enough 

to have the power to do whatever i choose 

anything on offer is forbidden 

i disgust myself, i'm too all-forgiving 

what's enjoyment, what is perfection 

when you lose sight of yourself 

in your failing powers of recollection? 

tomorrow's just one day away 

i said the same thing yesterday 

together whatever however forever 

so why is it essential 

to be calm and collected? 

we all have crosses to bear 

but do we all have to be resurrected? 

yes i'm sure and i try to believe 

but still i want more than you would give to me