The Race

Be like mud on you
Can't you
Fall through me
Can we renew

Guns on board again
My kids pretend
Love it till the end
Tell me
We come to
We come to

I'm no longer a part of this race
Where I'm constantly serene in bed heights
Night lights are for children, morning's for adults
When those paper curtains to hide alights

She cried in my car today
Beautifully dressed in tears
She showed me all the years
All the years

I'm no longer a part of this race
Where I'm constantly serene in bed heights
Night lights are for children, morning's for adults
When those paper curtains to hide alights

Be like mud on you
Can't you
Fall through me
Can we renew