Been there always Could be there again Bended all ways
To Bend it back again
It’s a truce Standing toe to toe Yeah bold To throw in the first blow To leave a couple teeth to spit out
We swam out away I hope we don’t start to cramp At least it’s not a raise Can always float on our backs
Well Its true Its true in what they say It’s a hoax And you don’t even know You just laugh Laugh and when you don’t You just stare And it’s not even there Its a joke And it’s always a big deal
To people it don’t matter at all They call in all the folks that you know And their voice is always so very small
If we lend our gaze Its light can not come back So hold your breath Babe There’s always one more left We set a good pace Its a kind of sort of thing that always wins And when we finally cross the line We’re dragging behind Your stroke will be the least that defines There is always a distance between a shout and a whistle Between a shout and a whistle Between a shout and a whistle