Teksty: David Gray. Draw The Line. Fugitive.

Yeah yeah

Is the answer none of the above
Crouched in a whole like a mud-streaked fugitive
And everyday a different version of
Pourin it away like a water through a sieve

Hey better realize my friend
Lord in the end now you can't take it with
Gotta live

If only for a second
I see a twinklin in your eye
Gotta try

Well its flesh and blood and camaflouge
Paint it to the wall now something's gotta give
Just another right to sabatoge
Seen through the haze of a mind-rot sedative

When will you realize my friend
Lord in the end now you can't take it with
Gotta live

If only for a second
I see a twinklin in your eye
Gotta try

The world that you're forsaking
is surely more than just a lie
Gotta try
Yeah

hey, better realize my friend
Lord in the end now you can't take it with
Gotta live

If only for a second
I see a twinklin in your eye
Gotta try

The world that you're forsaking
is surely more than just a lie
Gotta try

It's all there for the taking
And you don't need to justify
Gotta try

Everyday is a different version of


(Thanks to littlenoise for correcting these lyrics)