Just the Start

(What?) (You're good, you're good) (Wanna count it?) One One, two, three Yeah, I call myself an artist and sometimes I think it's true I walk heavy across the water, I debunk myself to blue Maybe if I get a motorbike my feet won't need a shoe Can we start it one more time? (Mm-hmm) Okay Yeah, I call myself an artist and sometimes I think it's true But I walk heavy 'cross the water, I debunk myself to blue Maybe if I get a motorbike my feet won't need a shoe It won't catch me What a life I think I'm living if I stay up all night Burning snow outside the window lounging in the candlelight If I stay up a little later talk about art and wine It won't catch me If I'm holding all these people in a basket 'round my arm Lay them out under the willow, eat up each and every one Use their nutrition as a weapon to heal someone It won't catch me No, I don't wanna party but I don't really wanna work Either way I will be lonely, either way I'm cursed And maybe somewhere in the middle is actually worse Don't catch me Yeah, I know this lady, she's an actress, know this guy, he's a star I wonder if they've seen a wreck, I wonder if they've crashed a car I wonder if they've ever seen me maybe if they know who I are It won't catch me But the thing about the chase, is it plagues the human race And the thing about a net, is it only works when it's wet With the fishes or with the worth of a check And the thing about getting caught Is you think it's the end but you know that it's not It's just the start