Make plans it always seems to rain on Friday
And the reason isn't ours to say
Shake hands with hard men
Love the unexpected
If you get a chance today
Holding on pouring out
Hes a poor man now
All the pressure signs about to turn
Sleep tight, the angels
Make the man tread lightly
Has a vision when he lies awake
Martyr makes a virgin feel like hell in heaven
And theres madness in his eyes today
Holding on or pouring out
Hes a poor man now
All your pressure signs about to turn
Holding on, pouring out
Hes a poor man now
All the precious times about to burn