Mason Jennings - Little Details

There's no street lamps on the road i take
I'm not blessed with brakes
I've got no place to be
The things i love always get up and go
Like they're late for a show
Well, late they'll always be
'cause it's the little details that derail your dreams
As simple as it seems

The separate little things that you should have done
Define your life, honey, one by one
I may be living but I'll die for an end
With no money to spend
There'll be no treasure to find
'cause nothing I do ever seems to get done
A lot of things get begun but then they slip my mind
It's the little details that derail your dreams
As simple as it seems
The separate little things that you should have done