Mistakes
Howard/Johnson Lyrics

Everybody is made of clay
We are all imperfect and flawed

That's what they used to say, till
There used to be a belief that we were perfect creations

Truth stepped on us all, now
The reality is that we all have flaws

Everything that was big is small, just
The things that used to matter so much are insignificant now

We're just little crying robots
We are emotional beings who are programmed to act a certain way

Program me I wanna win the race, I wanna find the place
We are compelled to achieve and reach our goals

Where the king locked up the princess
We are searching for something that may not even exist

Jump the fence and drink a little bit of
We are willing to take risks to find what we are looking for

Red wine, mistakes, apologies
We will make mistakes and apologize for them, often after having wine

And it's all just red wine, headaches, mythology
Our experiences and beliefs are often clouded and distorted

Now who is the king of the sky?
We question everything, even the things we once believed

Jupiter says oh me, oh my, oh why?
Even things that seem constant can be questioned and uncertain

His name always changing
The things we think we know can change and evolve

I've been through some strangeness
Life can be unpredictable and confusing

What's the matter
We question our problems and try to find solutions

Is the feast not fat enough?
We always want more and are never satisfied

Up the ladder with your feet
We have to work hard to achieve our goals

Reaching with your hands
We have to stretch ourselves to accomplish what we want

You can feel it and dream it
We all have hopes and aspirations

I know you want to believe it
We long for things to be true, even if they are not

Just steal it
We may be willing to take shortcuts to get what we want

Take a piece of the sun and drink some
We want to experience things that are beyond our reach

Everybody's in the play
We are all participants in the theater of life

At least that's what the script told me to say
Our lives are often guided by preconceived notions and expectations

I'd say, shadows cut across the hero's face
Even those we admire and look up to have flaws

He falls from grace until a little bird sang
We are all capable of redemption and regaining our standing

The truth is never ending
The reality is always present and unchanging

We're just here pretending
We often pretend to be something we're not

Let's all laugh so that we don't cry
We try to find humor in difficult situations

Let's all lift our glasses up to the sky for some
We celebrate and enjoy the good times while they last