Init. 005 (Formerly, a case of…)
Wheat
Falling in place
Is falling out of grace
And you’re never going to win you know
It’s never going to be what you thought it was to sustain
And what you wanted to keep
Go pull long night awake
And all the rough that you make
And I don’t like it
This one’s for the guilt parade
And this one’s for the band
And this one’s for the rage you’ve got in your hand
[leave it to you]
If you’re trying not to break [heart]
You only learn to be
In between the devil and the deep blue see
It’s a case of living
When what you came for and what they’re giving
Wants you