I think each thing in a way acts as a stepping - stone for whatever the next thing is.
You spend your time thinking about that and you get lost in reflection.
What came first the chicken or the dickhead?
I took the batteries out my mysticism / And put them in my thinking cap
I've come to recognize songwriting as something that I do, and I want to be good at that. At that craft, if you like. I want to practice it.
Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new.