From the recording Phil Coyne and The Wayward Aces

Starting as a chordal progression and beat in Phil's head and transforming into a story about two people kidding themselves about their connection to each other. A lovely little minor key thing that came together in a magic moment in a rehearsal.

Lyrics

Where have we come from? Where are we going? Do you know I just don’t care?
Because I’ve been in the centre of your warfare, I know I gotta beware

What was that you said and what did i do? But nothing matters no more.
Because nothing you can say can take yesterday away, And I just don’t care if I fall.

CH:
We’ll I know we said we ain’t all said , Free as birds you and me
But facing that fact, we’ll it takes me aback, Now I can’t face what it means

What’s the difference between right and wrong? I’m losing track, now it seems
When the truth you portray becomes a cliche. Its hard to know what it all means.

Where are we going now, what the feel and what are we gonna do?
When nothing you say makes a difference anyway.
You can make pure light into blue.

CH