Hindsight

In hindsight it may seem like I planned it all
Pieces drop into place like days
To too many coal
Elections race
Till there's no point denying it
No point underlining it
Now
These coal dust and crumbs
Are never gonna be enough
As we sailed on down to the end of the dial
Shoe-shiners learn all the girls
Birthday songs
No prizes for guessing it
No prizes for making it
Worthwhile
And you were made up of everyone
That I've ever met
I sat down against you
I'm sorry I never meant to
I never meant
In hindsight it may seem like I planned it all
Pieces drop into place