The song wants to repeat just now, | |
It sings itself to show you how, | |
It throws away its finest line | |
Just to keep the feel and time. | |
Just to keep | |
The feel and time, | |
It throws away now | |
Its finest line. | |
The word wants just to leave my tongue, | |
To turn your face, and when that's dope | |
I've got no use for what it proves, | |
It only means the way you move. | |
It only means | |
The way you move, | |
I've got no use now | |
For what it proves. | |
Close your eyes and shut my mouth, | |
The day has worn its welcome out. | |
It pats you down and cuffs your hands | |
And makes its bed right where you stand… | |
The prayer wants to believe in you | |
And does in spite of all you do, | |
It sings itself just like a song | |
When hope is weak and pride is strong. | |
When hope is weak | |
And pride is strong, | |
It sings itself now | |
Just like a song. | |
The thought wants nothing more than show | |
How little now you really know. | |
It burns then it turns cold and mean | |
Taking any offer sight unseen... | |
The song wants to repeat just now, | |
It sings itself to show you how, | |
It throws away its finest line | |
Just to keep the feel and time. | |
Just to keep | |
The feel and time, | |
It throws away now | |
Its finest line. |
The song wants to repeat just now, | |
It sings itself to show you how, | |
It throws away its finest line | |
Just to keep the feel and time. | |
Just to keep | |
The feel and time, | |
It throws away now | |
Its finest line. | |
The word wants just to leave my tongue, | |
To turn your face, and when that' s dope | |
I' ve got no use for what it proves, | |
It only means the way you move. | |
It only means | |
The way you move, | |
I' ve got no use now | |
For what it proves. | |
Close your eyes and shut my mouth, | |
The day has worn its welcome out. | |
It pats you down and cuffs your hands | |
And makes its bed right where you stand | |
The prayer wants to believe in you | |
And does in spite of all you do, | |
It sings itself just like a song | |
When hope is weak and pride is strong. | |
When hope is weak | |
And pride is strong, | |
It sings itself now | |
Just like a song. | |
The thought wants nothing more than show | |
How little now you really know. | |
It burns then it turns cold and mean | |
Taking any offer sight unseen... | |
The song wants to repeat just now, | |
It sings itself to show you how, | |
It throws away its finest line | |
Just to keep the feel and time. | |
Just to keep | |
The feel and time, | |
It throws away now | |
Its finest line. |
The song wants to repeat just now, | |
It sings itself to show you how, | |
It throws away its finest line | |
Just to keep the feel and time. | |
Just to keep | |
The feel and time, | |
It throws away now | |
Its finest line. | |
The word wants just to leave my tongue, | |
To turn your face, and when that' s dope | |
I' ve got no use for what it proves, | |
It only means the way you move. | |
It only means | |
The way you move, | |
I' ve got no use now | |
For what it proves. | |
Close your eyes and shut my mouth, | |
The day has worn its welcome out. | |
It pats you down and cuffs your hands | |
And makes its bed right where you stand | |
The prayer wants to believe in you | |
And does in spite of all you do, | |
It sings itself just like a song | |
When hope is weak and pride is strong. | |
When hope is weak | |
And pride is strong, | |
It sings itself now | |
Just like a song. | |
The thought wants nothing more than show | |
How little now you really know. | |
It burns then it turns cold and mean | |
Taking any offer sight unseen... | |
The song wants to repeat just now, | |
It sings itself to show you how, | |
It throws away its finest line | |
Just to keep the feel and time. | |
Just to keep | |
The feel and time, | |
It throws away now | |
Its finest line. |