Songtext von Graceful Retreat

Is there some mistake? Something out of control? No next step to take. How can it all be met? With any kind of grace, that is. Retire down In a graceful retreat Down the morning Never asking Head of to coffee Wives and deep indifference. In which it's good to come out and forget. The gone breaths. The ghosts of special lies told. To gain control and forget. All in life that's looked free or random, is now under control.