Coda - Jason Webley

Sculpted clay, paper scraps, bits of wood, old belt scraps

Everyone is looking for their friend

Hearts, balloons and broken wings, a puppet dangles by his strings

And dreams of who is on the other end

And we are working upon this canvas

And it is perfect, and it is madness

We are only just beginning, we’re only just beginning

To unearth this ancient sadness

See them scurry and toil, watch them sift through the soil

Something very large is buried in this ground

Yes, they’ve torn the surface all apart, but never even glimpsed the heart

They’re going to have to go much deeper down

And we are working upon this canvas

And it is perfect, and it is madness

But we are only just beginning, only just beginning

To unearth this ancient sadness

They’ve packed up the tents and stages, put the lions back in cages

Yes, the carnival is over for the year

And it’s sad to watch the party end, but I’m still looking for my friend

And oh, somehow she’s never been so near

And we are working upon this canvas

And it is perfect, perfect madness

But we are only just beginning, only just beginning

To unearth this ancient sadness

We are only just beginning, we’re only just beginning

We are only just beginning, we’re only just beginning

We are only just beginning, we are only just beginning

We’re only just beginning, only just beginning

Only just, only just, we’re only just beginning

Only just beginning, we’re only just beginning

We are only just beginning

We’ve only just begun, and hearts will fly

Only just beginning, only just beginning, only just beginning

And hearts begin to fly

Only just beginning, only just beginning, only just beginning

And hearts begin to fly