The days are long
The nights are short
The road is longer than we thought
And with the smooth
I took the rough
I'm trying to find the balance
We're hanging by a thread
There must be
Some way out of here
I made my strongest swinging punch
The kind that takes a run up
It didn't help a single bit
I cracked and split my knuckles
I'm hanging on
How did we finish here?
I lost you in the fog
We cannot see a thing
We cannot see your hands
They're right in front of mine
These things don't matter
'Cause my heart is shattered
We mixed, we doubled
I've met her, my flesh and blood
Marla, my love
