coming out and falling down.
it's all we've got to keep from drowning.
communicating dots and dashes
holding on now as time passes.
it's helping me to find myself now.
it's keeping you from pushing me down.
even though i know,
these days are old and thoughts are sorrow.
all we are is something borrowed.
but who knows. where the spirit goes.
who knows. where the spirit goes.
in days we'll all be helpless.
disenchanted, marred and shapeless
running now against the grain
they say that time can ease the pain.
keeping tabs on all these demons.
lonely hearts are now in season.
all the hate is doing me in.
now it's time for open hearted,
view of all these plains we've charted.
these days are old and thoughts are sorrow.
all we are is something borrowed.
but who knows. where the spirit goes.
in days we'll all be helpless.
disenchanted, marred and shapeless.
running now against the grain
they say that time can ease the pain...
giving all i've got with reason.
cursing you and all your demons.
now i know where the spirit goes...
it all comes down to the life we chose.
all the thoughts expressed in sorrow.
what will they make of me tomorrow?
who knows.
where the spirit goes
in days we'll all be helpless.
disenchanted, marred, and shapeless.
running now against the grain.
they say that time will ease the pain...