Lyrics

Life is so very nice
She has a well-paying job
She's mother and she's wife

Hello, ducks all in a row
Only were their feathers
Ever ruffled once or twice

Said she got what she wanted
She's checked all the boxes off
That were in her head

No she's never been displeased
She knows she's a lucky girl
But still, nagging regret

Is this it
Is this her story
What's the point of it all
Where is truth
Where is glory
And what's the point of it all

How many more days can she
Sustain this temporary definition of
What she was made for
Is she just making mud pies by the seashore

Today might just be the day
Cause the sky's inviting her
To up and fly away