We believe there's something here worth dying for
The uniforms are old but we'll still try some more
I'd probably be wrong if I was right
The breeze it sees from all considerations
Turmoil stands like old rubber bands unbreaking
and anything worth mentioning need not be too polite
We won't mind...
I've seen, much bigger more than me
Your will be done, I'm not the only one
This task, it seems a backward path
When things are said in contexts
big enough to wrap in boxes
The things we say aren't easy to replace
Be brief if you're unsure, that's much braver than before
So what's your point?
Who's the next you will anoint?
There's nowhere to transcend to
If we've got no ears to lend you
I hate to say it
You're no replacement
Excuse you cannot buy
It seems so aimless
Too short and painless
The truth you cannot hide
The trouble measures
For something better
There's one more word to try
I hate to say it
You're no replacement
I'm never good at lies, never good with liars
Never good with lies, never good with lies
Had you thought about it?
Could you live without it?
Cause it's all about you in the end
And it's so elaborate (and it's all around you)
But you've never had it (but you're turned around aren't you?)
And you cannot grab it if you try