Sweet chariots - Frankly lyrics

Is it the way you curse its name Cause of the light that you're refused Is it the hardness of the game That we now can't win or lose Just mind the way that it's used With no future in our minds Only ashes in our souls Are we standing next in line For the funeral of our curious kind Frankly We can't say this is love but madness Frankly It's a state-line between our aims And me and you Frankly Shall we light up this case called sadness I don't know If you remember How we stole every moment And wasted a thousand For counterfeit gold on our get-ups We wrote in stars though bells they rang For our last steps on the moon And in the lip-synched show they sang About a feeling warm and true Can we get satisfied at mind Could our souls be young again Could our mileage do rewind Could our love revive our spirit so blind Frankly... I don't know I can't remember We've got holes in our pockets Shame in our suitcase We chew on our cheeks But we never really get high Frankly Shall we light up this case or not I don't know I can't remember We've got holes in our pockets Shame in our suitcase We walk on our knees But we never really get high