Hard times at a gentle pace
Like stone I am weathered slowly
Building on my disgrace
When I know there's a better way
I'm falling out of favour
With every breath I take
There's no excuse for bad behaviour
Somebody's counting all our mistakes
I fill my head up with pleasant notions
One day I'll just walk away
Dark nights and working days
Like spirits rushing past you
Headlong towards the grave
Searching for a place to rest
In silence we stand alone
Until the lessons over
Many questions come and go
And still the answers won't set you free
Hard times at a gentle pace
Like stone I am weathered slowly
Building on my disgrace
When I know there's a better way
I'm falling out of favour
With every breath I take
There's no excuse for bad behaviour
Somebody's counting all our mistakes
I fill my head up with pleasant notions
One day I'll just walk away
Dark nights and working days
Like spirits rushing past you
Headlong towards the grave
Searching for a place to rest
In silence we stand alone
Until the lessons over
Many questions come and go
And still the answers won't set you free
I fill my head up with pleasant notions
One day I'll just walk away
Tell me the truth again
Then try to stop me laughing
I'm sure that what you say
You really believe in
My world is a perfect gray
A compromise of standards
Only conscience remains
But I won't let you walk over me
I fill my head up with pleasant notions
How could I be sure
I fill my head up with pleasant notions
One day I'll just walk away
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