Show your hands
If you need a new coat of paint
If your bones are now heavy things
Like anchors hidden somewhere 'neath your skin
Or if your head's just an empty box
If your heart has become spare parts
If your days are now just something you must bear
Well, oh, it seems you're a lot like me
You dug yourself into places
You never thought you would be
But don't you fret, and don't you mind
The only constant is change
And you never know what you'll find
Yeah, tomorrow I might wake up nice and clean
And I might believe the things I said I didn't mean
And this might turn and wind up just the way we'd dreamed
And I might become the things I swore I'd always be
Well, we're always on our way
We're on our way
Well, we're always on our way
We're on our way
Well, we're always on our way
We're on our way
Well, we're always on our way
We're on our way
- :
- The Family Tree: The Leaves
- The Bastards, Vol. 3
- The Family Tree: The Branches
- The Bastards Volume Two
- Always Gold (EP)
- The Family Tree: The Roots
- Miscellaneous
- The Road to Nowhere
- The Road to Nowhere - Single
- The Family Tree: The Branches (Track By Track Commentary)
- The Family Tree: The Branches (With Commentary)
- Touch The Sky
- The Bastards
- Ghost
- Secrets (Cellar Door)
- The Ship in Port
- Rivers in the Dust
- The Bastards: Volume Two (Spotify Version)
- Compilation
- The Bastards: Volume 3