I Hold Vertigo

What is the nature of this?
 A standard always amorphic
 Strange, how easy to list:
 Routine tediously cyclic
 I don't know where I get it from
 I rely so much on expectation
 Castles of air amidst this very sober reason
 Yes I profess abnegation
 But never you mind;
 Great hopes, little one, I'll bear your delusion
 I admit that no one is sovereign
 Not even I
 No, I don't even try
 I admit that no one is sovereign
 Not even I
 No, I don't even try
 And never you mind -- I've asked nothing of you
 Nothing which lies at your promise behest
 Never has nothing rang true
 I don't know where I get it from
 I rely so much on expectation
 Castles of air amidst this very sober reason
 Yes I profess abnegation
 But never you mind;
 Great hopes, little one, I'll bear your delusion
 Master all by easy hand,
 I commit no act of violence
 Marching to the strike of fragile cadence
 And I see you in the corner, distressed
 Somehow I'm not impressed
 I admit that no one is sovereign
 Not even I
 No, I don't even try
 I admit that no one is sovereign
 Not even I
 No, I don't even try
 But I wonder, when did we decide?
 If you're determined, I promise it's done
 I am with you
 Changing from nothing to one