And If

And if the tide comes crashin' in

And tears the walls off of your tiny seaside cottage

Well by now you probably shoulda learned to defend yourself a bit

But you'll rebuild it, kid

And if that big, bright, million-dollar stage light

Burrows into your cornea and judgement rips at your insides

Maybe you should accept that your timing wasn't right, no, not this time

You can always give it another try

And if you're high as hell trapped inside a room

Comprised of theoreticals and a desire to cocoon