On and On

Come on with me
Button up your over sized ego
We have the space, the time
The words to find books we never read
Friction is a new term
And it seems to be a custom
Of the men who seek their wisdom
Digging holes to fill their heads
You’ll find that the answers lie beneath our finger tips
Press the pen and write, only fools sing of regret
As we go on and on
Running till our lungs collapse
So we can finally breathe
You're wasting your time listening to me
This town is wearing me out
It's like a house on fire
There's no rain in the sky so I’m tearing it down
I’m going to paint a storm
With all the colors at hand
Until the day I die
The rain will pour
Inside my head
And disassemble fractions of the past
You may just think we're crazy
But you’ll see we will have the last laugh
As we go on and on
Running till our lungs collapse
So we can finally breathe
You're wasting your time listening to me
On and on
Running till our lungs collapse
So we can finally breathe
You're wasting your time listening to,
On and On
Running till our lungs collapse
So we can finally breathe
You're wasting your time listening to me