Paroles de la chanson Why Turbulence? par Therapy?

I thought there'd be a point to all this
Someday it would all make sense
Still waiting there's nothing yet

I have everything I need
Food, shelter, family
People that love me

Routine, habits, our daily rituals
Deaden perception
Work, leisure, blank eyed ambition
(Where's this going?)
Big black hooded perambulator
Birth was the death of me
Big black hooded perambulator
Running red lights to the cemetery

Gradually I started to feel
All the absurdity
Put me in a minor key
Breath snags in my chest
Words get left unsaid
Making me feel, well... helpless

Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Tell that to your lover tell that to your ex-wife