Oh what a beautiful mess we made Oh how I wouldn't have it any other way Sometimes it's hard And sometimes I'm hard – To take, to find, to be around But your wings will fly you far As we jack-knife through our lives Leave Plan B behind Oh what a perfect chaos we found Sneaking through the cracks of what's not normally allowed Sometimes it's dark And sometimes you're dark – You hide it well, but still I find it Oh, your voice will carry you far As we make tracks and trouble Leave Plan B behind Oh what a senseless fortune we acquired Who knew what was coming When we built and burnt that pyre? Sometimes it's lost And sometimes we're lost – In time, in thought, in reason and rhyme Oh, your love will lead you far As we tear down that wall Leave Plan B behind