Bright Eyes

If you could change your days, arranging them in some sweet new sequence
Like any new arrangement's gonna make a difference
Cause it's the moment that you're living in and not the one that follows
That makes this mess you're cleaning in your head
Time still drags you forward, though you keep resisting
You know it's what you leave behind, you'll soon start missing
And the people you once counted on now say it's all depending
On how you act and how you treat yourself
And that's not very well
So baby, when I call for you
I want you to come
Explain yourself to everyone
You nod in an acknowledgement of your frequent mood swings
Yeah, what good's an acknowledgement, it still don't change things