Pots and pans Bearing witness to my failed attempts At domesticity With someone other than you Cloths and cutlery Sometimes they seem to stare right back at me As I stumble through another Awkward night Hope there's still some hope for me I want to learn to ride the wave Ride the wave Oh my friends Gentle and kind, wise and prescient Have been letting me down easy Now for weeks I'll re-task The effort I put into colouring the past Into searching for a future I want in Hope there's still some hope for me I want to learn to ride the wave Ride the wave Ride the wave Ride the wave