The Russian Futurists - Walk With A Crutch текст песни

Let me tell you something;
We're all tired of running
And we limp along to this song
We walk with a crutch
To hold us up through all of these dust-ups
And our legs they falter
We pray at the altar
Of too little too late
Hope to gain a new fate
Will it save our souls?
Will it lift us up?
Will it drag us down to the ground?
We walk with a crutch
But it's bending, we've written our ending
You've got a choice to make
There's walking with a crutch, standing tall
Or not standing at all
So stand for goodness sake
You'll never learn to stand up at all, a crutch breaking your fall
And we bite our nails and
Twisting nerves they tingle
The past rides our tails and
Parting words they mingle
Do they drift away?
Do they hold us up?
Do they drag us down to the ground?
We walk with a crutch
And clutched bibles with strength to crush rivals
And we're riding reckless
Time to hit the airbrakes
As we check our checklist
Off for things gone pear-shaped
Will they be resolved?
Will they lift us up?
Will they drag us down to the ground?
We walk with a crutch
'Cause it's easy when all feeling leaves me
You've got a choice to make
There's walking with a crutch, standing tall
Or not standing at all
So stand for goodness sake
You'll never learn to stand up at all, a crutch breaking your fall