when your working is done
and you have nothing left to lose
why don't you just roll away
that's gone, its locked you up
when your platter is full
and it feels like there is no place to land
when will you all run out of gas
yeah it happens so fast
leaving town for ¿sell to pal?
I recall all the nights that we built
with our hands and feet
making peace with the voice in our head
that goes, just stop, won't lie dead
it just bleeds
let the proud ¿profound? that is read or i'm on to my pride
i'm just to hollow inside
let it echo in time
just to get it, through my head
and bound to the gorgeous light of the sun
in which I can never out run
even with my prohibitions, just in fun
the sun's got my shine
the sun's got my pride
I could run but I'd never live without your light
the sun's got my shine
the sun's got my pride
I could run but I'd never live without your light
live without your light
live without your light
live without your light
when your working is done
and you got nothing left to loose
why don't you just roll away
that stone, its locked you up
in your room
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