Blue October — Say It

It's all about steam 
It's all about dreams 
It's all about making the best out of everything 
You'll know when your fine 
Cause you'll talk like a mime 

You'll fall on your face 
You get back up and you're doing fine 
«a considerate clown, a preachy preachy machine» 
Is one of the sweetest things you would say about me 
But I don't have the time for your distorted esteem 
Why are you toying with my mind?