From the recording The End Of It All
Azula and Red
Lyrics
I’m so tired of toiling in these shadows
What I wouldn’t give to experience anything new
We’ve got our tasks, they repeat ad infinitum
Then we’re right back here for an endless rendezvous
I often find myself losing track of time and dreaming of the past
But interruptions cut dreams short and I feel myself harassed
She’s so different, we’re so strained, it’s not what I’d prefer
But come next day, it all repeats, and still I’m stuck with her
We get along, we talk a bit, but we never get ahead
I fear this pattern will repeat until we’re dead
What do I do to relieve this awful boredom?
It’s been months of the same routine
I fear I may have forgotten
The nature of the other world unseen
At least working on our chores I am part of something
They keep me centered and prevent me from daydreaming
He never seems distracted, focused on the mission
Without his steady nerve, I’d need a good mortician.
But I know we really need to talk
Break the tension I feel round the clock
