| Your eyes, they made lies true | |
| Say anything and I would believe you | |
| But there were demons, maybe more than a few | |
| So what could we do? | |
| Because in my life there was only asbestos | |
| And Raymond Williams, you always took the best ones | |
| Now, like failed pedestrian dreams | |
| That's how it seems to me. | |
| Once again, back out on the highway | |
| Watch the traffic-you know it's a Friday | |
| And all the seats-belts in all the vans | |
| Won't change your plans | |
| You can get by on a few sins | |
| And you can try to make a horse win once | |
| Cut you can't put back together what you sever | |
| The rain comes down and turns your shine back to rust, yeah | |
| Does that mean that you have to sever us? | |
| Someday some shit will come around and reverse the earth, turn your flesh back to dust | |
| Unless you hold on to something forever | |
| The rain comes down and turns your shine back to rust, yeah | |
| Does that mean that you have to sever us? | |
| Someday some shit will come around and reverse the earth, turn your flesh back to dust | |
| Unless you hold on to something forever | |
| Hold on to something forever | |
| Hold on to something forever | |
| Forever |