Little Lives

歌詞

"Wear a coat or you catch your death" Just a vest and I still draw breath, so far... Making toast and a bit gets trapped I poke around and I ain't been zapped, so far... The cities that you trust, will crumble into dust But here we stand, a third the way along our little lives Hand in hand, a third the way along our little lives If a wheel falls off of a plane, They must have all just have missed my brain, so far... If a manhole is left open, I've taken care not to tumble in, so far... The people that you know, will soon be ash and bone But here we stand, a third the way along our little lives Hand in hand, a third the way along our little lives Healthy and, a third the way long our little lives ...a third the way along our little lives