I remember when they tried to remove the tube
But you weren't yet conscious so they gave up for the afternoon
They'd switch on the sedation; you'd drift from the room, once more
I wasn't prepared for this, this is not what's in the movies
You're supposed to wake up and be perfectly lucid
Instead it's touch-and-go, if you'll ever come back home, once more
Oh, once more
I start questioning the things that are supposed to make life more certain
Like mortgages and marriages and paying into a pension
And what is the point? If it can all dissolve in an instant, once more