Out Of Breath

(альбом: Neck Of The Woods - 2012)

Forgive me, forgive me
If I seem alarmed
I had a motionless moment
No harm's done

You see right through a million
Words that I wrote
Built up mountains of shrapnel
I've made my mind up, my mind up
Because the line drawn in the sand's wrong

When all the pioneers are gone
And all that's left are unresolved
Out of step opinions

And you say the word and I will come
With overbearing clouds of warmth
Out of breath but not alone

Forgive me, forgive me
If I'm straight forward
I'm in a poisonous process
That is getting old

I always wind up
With botched up over critical
Emotive motives
I've made my mind up, my mind up
And I could care less who's turned off

When all the pioneers are gone
And all that's left are unresolved
Out of step opinions

And you say the word and I will come
With overbearing clouds of warmth
Out of breath but not alone

Who's turned off
Who's turned off

They always say “How great!”
It is to leave us wanting
But you and i know when
We have been stretched too thin

When all the pioneers are gone
And all that's left are unresolved
Out of step opinions
It's life or death once more

But you say the word and I will come
With overbearing clouds of warmth
Out of breath but not alone