When all machinery is failing we’ll compensate with our teeth. When we can trust the drugs or buildings, take the staples out of our feet. When all the trees are reaching for us, rooting up inside our bodies. If we run and hit a hurdle then we’ll just deer leap over. We stack bricks but walls don’t always mean a place to live. We’re earthworms dried on concrete, celebrating side streets. We’re brave enough. Taking our chances with centuries-old devices. Taking our chances with moments-old ideas. Strength enough to walk away from it. Smart enough to know I’m over it. Old enough to be concerned about health but young enough to know that I am well. (We can’t change this place the way it changes us. Our dream's too big to break.) Let’s hope that this works out. This has got to work out.
Purchase "Fightboat"
Purchase Entire Album
Email Video to Friends Play Youtube "Fightboat" Video
Play Spotify "Fightboat" Song
View Wikipedia "Fightboat"
Entry
Receive Emails for Future The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die Lyrics
Link to "Fightboat"
Share on Facebook, Twitter, and more
See Recommended Lyrics For You
Share:
Copied!
Loading...
Lyrics by The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die
16 17 9 9 9 Blank #1 Blank #2 Blank #6 Blank #9 Bread For Brett Eyjafjallajokull Dance Getting Sodas Gig Life Gordon Paul Heartbeat in The Brain I Will Be Okay. Everything. Low Light Assembly Mega Steve Picture Of A Tree That Doesn't Look Okay The Layers Of Skin We Drag Around To the Janitor, To the King Ultimate Steve Victim Kin Seek Suit Wait... What? Walnut Street is Dead (Long Live Walnut Street) You Will Never Go to Space
Related Songs
