Lovesong

We float along. 

We’re always wading. 

Let’s build a house,

before we’re fading. 

I might have some things wrong,

but I’ll treat you right. 

Feels like the sun is always,

rising or setting. 

The day goes by,

and I never get a break. 

Just keep holding on,

as the ship does sink. 

Will we,

wait to see,

or will we make it be?

Just make this country,

something to set afire. 

Will we,

wait to see,

or will we make it be?

And if we die,

well try some other time.

It will be a story that I tell, 

my mother. 

And if we cry,

well start a revolution,

and a fire,

maybe this time I’ll catch a break. 

Just keep holding on,

as the ship does sink. 

Will we,

wait to see,

or will we make it be?

Just make this country,

something to set afire. 

Will we,

wait to see,

or will we make it be?

Remember me