Are we square? I wouldnÂŽt like to go Knowing there is something Crucial that I owe No light in my pocket
No trust up my sleeve A devil is calling And I take my leave And take a look at the back of my hand The last thing you see as it falls away And try to remember the light on the land Ending it allâŠAs I do Every day Home from work The sounds are immense Knowing there is something That will never make sense No fun in my wardrobe No moon in my view Turn and listen to God As I turn from you And take a look at the light on the land The last thing you see as it falls away
And try to remember the taste of my hand Ending it allâŠAs I do Every day Cause one day the task Will be taken over and won The beginning of ending Is already done