Fingers Cut Megamachine orange barrel

Select language to translate this lyric

Wake up, I thought the morning light
Would be the first thing that I felt
Next to you, you said as honestly as you could
What you ought to do with life
Is chop it up and hold on
Even when you don't want to
But I wouldn't let it
So I lost the swing of love
Always standing on the threshold of a dawn
When you put what you feel aside
That's when I was coming in
You owe it to me like the falling rain
Would owe it to the land
What you ought to do with life
Is chop it up and hold on
Even when you don't want to
But I wouldn't let it
So I lost the swing of love
Always standing on the threshold of a dawn
You're crawling out to only wish you were at home
The sirens are ringing. If only we were young
Call it dark, call it blue, heavy times
They might be true
With a breeze it tickled you
It was terrible to see
But I couldn't see any other way
But I wouldn't let it
So I lost the swing of love
Always standing on the threshold of a dawn

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS