comes a flooding of the stage

we'll be waiting in it's wake

sifting through old men and their plays

leads us to greater thoughts to crave tell me glacier where you been

and why your posture is so poor

I hear the heats been coming in

I see the sun is at your door small deaths come too late oh my brother went to make

his name amongst the sharks and men

he had a heart of gold I think

but when he left it wasn't there now he hoped to all he'd make.

yea he'd been saving, he'd been saving

so much to have but nothing gained

all boarded up now in his grave small deaths come too late do you intend to

hold your affection til you die

I know why you wait

not until you try do you attempt to

feign your infection cause the

tide is telling you wait

not until you're tied. no more time to carry with you(4x) tend to the sound

of what you believe in

we can't we can't all

we can't we can't all be that way

when you were young and it was fascination we can't we can't all

we can't we can't all

tend to the sound

of what you believe in

we can't we can't all

we can't we can't all be that way

when you were young and it was fascination we can't we can't all

we can't we can't all(x32)