Regression In Unison

Don’t overlook coincidence
You might miss what you had found
Don’t overstate the obvious
There’s enough of that around
I remember the lessons learned
All of the ones said so silently
You ask for suggestion
I have none, yet still you ask again
What can you hope to gain from all your questioning?
We might be onto something
You’re further still from clarity
When the student becomes the teacher
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
As the old begets a new way
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
Everything backwards
Much like the ocean feeds the river
(tributary)
Regression in unison and on and on again
So you can ask on
You’ll find that I have yet to back away from you once
Now that I’ve seen this
I can look right in your eyes and say
I might be onto something
You’re further still from clarity
When the student becomes the teacher
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
As the old begets a new way
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
When the student becomes the teacher
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
As the old begets a new way
Though the lesson has yet to be taught
Everything backwards
Much like the ocean feeds the river
(tributary)
Regression in unison and on and on again
And on again
And on again
And on again
And on again