If there's nothing more to see
Then I'll be focusing on what's been seen
I'll be counting every minute, every second
I'll try to gather all the guts it takes for leaving
It's every time I move my teeth
And i think back on what's been sung
I want to give back all the songs that I have stolen
To be running out of words to tell the truth
To be running out of words to tell the truth
You see I am a stubborn man
I love the sound & the idea to be in motion
I need to carry myself back into the action
I need to carry myself back into the action
Bless the coming days ahead
Watch your life from a little dry land
We're getting closer & closer again
You'll be ok

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