Going Too Far (feat. The Swinging Laurels)

This is how it always ends:

In relief that we can still be friends

Chalking up the dividends of not going too far

Looks that linger, blows that glance

All the faltering steps of an awkward dance

When we no longer leave fate to chance,

Lest things go too far

 

But between fever and frustration

The choice seems obvious

So why divert our destination?

We gambled on flowers and bells

Built a picket fence round a cheap motel

And burned so bright, we displaced hell

When this thing went too far

But now the risk of once again,

Living through the heartache at the end

Makes the appetites we apprehend

Seem like going too far

But between heat and hesitation

The choice seems obvious

So why enjoin our exploration?

It's not just the doubt that's weighing you down

I won’t go to war with the peace that you’ve found

I’ll undertake while I’m still above ground

Not to wander too far

I’ll admit the road is tight

Between wise and witless, wrong and right

And if it feels you put up a fight

Then you’re going to go far

But sometimes the greatest sin

Is not giving up or giving in

To the long shot of that foolish whim

That you let go too far

Between control and consolation

The choice seems obvious

So, why refute this reformation?

Why refute this reformation?

Why refute this reformation?

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