Don't you worry You're still young This will go over, opportunities will come. If there's no upside to your quarantime, Let me entertain you with a story about mine. Stranded in Baja at the closedown hotel Singing in staircases and corridors all day Trespassing beaches, where we are the only ones: Me, myself, two drummers and a girl; she feels like home. For me it's easy, I've lived so many lives! I felt the bottom and the highest highs. You're there fermenting, with your talents and your skills In your parent's apartment at the bottom of the hill. Maybe the one thing I enjoy the most There's just less options knocking at my door: I can't fly anywhere I can't make plans Future means tomorrow I'm a happy man I can't fly anywhere I can't make plans Future means tomorrow I'm a happy man