From the album The Doom Loop

Lyrics

If I base all of my light
On the sun which you create
It’s a wasted sight

And if I choose to divide
Rather than add or multiply
It’ll be alright

You haven’t got a clue what is coming to you

Your excuse is wearing thin
It doesn’t make, doesn’t make me grin
The way it once did

So fare thee well when I say goodbye
Give it time, it’ll be alright
It’ll be alright

You haven’t got a clue what is coming to you