[Hook 1] x2
What is the trade off in your life?
What did you pay? what is your price?
What did you weigh it up against?
Was it worth it?
[Verse 1 Urthboy]
My dreams run amok, they don't don't take in my means
They break-in then break-out, they're making a scene
I wake up and leg it and chase 'em with both hands
But they float and don't care where my feet land
You've gotta stay fed but you've gotta stay friends
What I'd do for that roof over my head
The blood; the sweat; the tears I've shed
What I'd bend for the ends well, that depends
On the prize and the pride of the name I inherited
Dirty hands; clean heart; rose up from the sediment
I ain't trying to build a mansion or expand a settlement
Or be an empty headed guest on Letterman, fire!
I gotta keep the engine purring, and the fire stoked
Redemption round the corner holding on the higher hopes
Bigger than music and all the liner notes
The good and bad, the sum of everything that I had hoped
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]
You compromise so much that you
Forgot what you want
You are the sun of it all
Is that what you want
[Verse 2 Jane Tyrrell]
Report read she's a dreamer
Something wrong, we should screen her
How could they know of the carnival in
Her fix when life got grim
If only they could taste the real thing
Beneath their feet, beyond the ceiling
Like hounds they'd be stuck on it
Chasin', lovin', hatin', bathin' shakin' it
They'd be doped on the feeling of it
Move mountains clothed in it
Battle waves that swallow ships
Just to get a hit
[Hook 2]
[Bridge]
I run myself (away-oh)
Into the ground (away-oh)
I live up to my (way-oh)
My father's name (away-oh)
[Verse 3 Ozi Batla]
Once more at a crossroads, looking up at signposts
All of those lies you'll never live and cannot know
So I wonder, will I wander or hold my line
And find myself longing for what can never be mine
This tale's tied together with invisible threads
Lingering on what she said
What if instead of a missed opportunity
It just wasn't meant to be?
Please believe I never faked what it meant to me
(Everything must change!), don't I know it
In a moment hesitate ad you've blown it
You want to know the possible
But it would freak you out if you were shown it
So I'm holding my course until this road ends
I know the pen is constant, but the ink is transient
More inclined to letting it ride than planning it
So I take my lumps, 'cause I wrote this story
It's always feast or famine, always d**h or glory
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2] x2