Half Measures

Show me a sign, show me a sign, please

They’re all around you

You just don’t like what you see

Half measures, half measures, half measures

I can’t go, I can’t go faster

Like when you wake for no reason in the pitch of night

Look out the window, city sleeping

Guess ’bout an hour till light

Half measures, half measures, half measures

I can’t go, I can’t go faster

A string of lights dimly flicker on a lone balcony

The air is chilly and heavy

And you’re hit by melancholy

Half measures, half measures, half measures

I can’t go, I can’t go faster

What is it about this time of yеar

That feels so much tougher

Christmas is in the air

But I’ve much lеss to offer

I must be awful

Some kind of fever dream

Best become one with the bed

What’s been lost at the bottom

Is churning up and clouding your head