So, it’s four in
The morning
And I’m mourning
All the versions
Of my person
I could have been.
From humble beginnings to humble ends.
Turns out I don’t amount to anything.
There’s a prophecy of me that’s been seen, but I just don’t believe it.
Now, I’m coming
To grips with
All my failings
All the chances
I’m inhaling
And wasting
From humble beginnings to humble ends.
Yeah, I’m going nowhere – from whence I came.
There’s a prophecy of me that’s been seen, but I just don’t believe it.
Save your faith - I’ll let you down again.
I’m failing you, and I’m failing myself.
‘Coz I’m a false dawn lying through my teeth on the horizon.
There’s nothing left to see.
Save your faith – I'll let you down again.
Yeah, I know that
All my hope is
Just a hoaxing
Every well that
I wish in
Is failure provoking
From humble beginnings to humble ends
Baby, I’m a loser. Don’t mean a thing.
Prophecies of me have been seen,
That I just don’t believe in.
If I’m willing to be lucky someday
I hope that providence is luminous enough
To show me the way.