Slow and steady, you win the race
Declared me your opponent
An empire builds to break
And you're around, it makes a sound
from the wrong, wrong notes
The session player keeps repeating
Like he's never heard of grace
It's not his fault, his poor paid job
would you come back to me?
If I make my mind up naturally
We keep tearing out the pages
with solutions we despise
Guess what's the point in trying
if you're always on my mind
Met my ghost, he taught me how to own up
to the little knives I've thrown
Till the sound your laugh makes
Becomes your favorite place
It's all your fault, just play your part
And listen to what they say
would you come back to me?
We keep tearing out the pages
with other people's lives
with solutions we despise
But what's the point in trying?
Tell me, what's the point in trying?
Tell me, what's the point in trying?
If you're always on my mind
Thank you for joining us this drive