Love and life and loss cling to us
While we chase our demons down
Passengers and backseat drivers
Pay with time to gain some ground
Thought I heard something like, “I’m sorry”
Didn’t know I could make that sound
But after all, what can I say?
It’s you I need at the end of the day
Love and life and loss cling to us
Shadowing our shape throwing
Paper tigers pointing questions
Without asking anything
Thought I heard something like, “I’m sorry”
Didn’t know you’d been listening
But would it matter anyway?
It’s you I need at the end of the day
WORST THINGS FIRST, RESOLVE IN REVERSE
COUNTERFLOW – IT’S TOUGH TO TAKE
IT’S TOUGH TO LET IT GO
And as we’re running in these circles
We recognize our own footprints
Thought I heard something like, “I’m sorry”
Never could speak coincidence
But through the din and disarray
It’s you I need at the end of the day