You don't need to enslave yourself to another,
It's not even a choice,
That choice was made so long ago,
And you ignore it like the voice of gods,
And even with the mutiny of your head,
They could not defeat you and your,
Sorry stubborn charm now that its who you are.

So what's the use taking the granny lane down the boulevard,
When you can't afford to wake up every day,
Dragon wagon's gonna get you at a quarter to five,
Whether you're dead or alive and sleeping,
And even with the mutiny of your soul,
They could not defeat you and your sorry stubborn pride,
Now that you've been denied,
A chance to live a lie.

So there you go again, you're still stuck in your head,
You're all out of grand ideas,
But who's got all the answers anyway?
No one knows the way. . .
And how it really is.

So you don't need to forgive yourself to another,
When you're stranded on the sidewalk, bleeding,
Just a broken wind jammer stuck in a tin can,
But we all do what we can until,
All our fantasies go dead,
We may never realize we built our house on cards of lies,
Surprise! We're out of time.

So there you again, you're still stuck in your head,
You're all out of grand ideas,
But who's got all the answers anyway?
No one knows the way. . .
And how it really is.

Last Breath (Bradford)

I live far away in my far away world,
But I still walk the earth,
I live right side up in my upside down world.
But I'll still give it a whirl.

It's just hard when all I find,
Is that I just might be the last sane man on planet earth,
'cause it all seems to make great sense to me.

I live out of room in my never ending turmoil,
That I seem to make for my self,
And all those lessons, well,
I try not to think about that,
Keep pulling smiles out of a hat,
'cause it just might make you laugh, when I say,

That it's hard when all I find,
Is that I just might be the last same man on planet earth,
'cause it all seems to make great sense to me,
And that might just mean that you've all gone insane.

I live looking forward in this looking backward world,
Even when I'm feeling the burn.

It's just hard when all I find,
Is that I just might be the last same man on planet earth,
'cause it all seems to make great sense to me,
And that might just mean that we've all gone insane,
But it all seems to make great sense to me.

Don't Be So Long (Bradford)

I used to be someone that I couldn't blame,
But now nothing means more than feeling again,
I used to be someone that I'd want to save,
But I took more love than I gave.

Don't be so long,
Whoever you are.
Don't be so long,
I'll just be waiting.

So I put my pie on a blank windowsill,
The thieves outside are waiting and still,
But I know what I'm doing what I'm doing right now,
My pie has been poisoned so go grab your fill.

Don't be so long,
Whoever you are.
Don't be so long,
We'll just be waiting.

Don't be so long,
Whoever you are.
Don't be so long,
We'll still be here.

I'll never claim to be right again,
I'll always listen when you speak to me,
I'll do my best to try and tell,
What's real and what's a dream.

I used to be someone that I'd wanna know,
But now nothing means more than letting me go,
I know where I'm going, I know where I've been,
I know where my heart ends and where it begins.

Don't be so long,
Whoever you are.
Don't be so long,
We'll just be waiting.

Don't be so long,
Whoever you are.
Don't be so long,
We'll still be here.

My Friends (Bradford)

Make one mistake, everything's OK,
Everybody fucks up.
Make two mistakes, everything's still fine,
But it didn't feel good this time.
Make three mistakes now everybody,
Starts to tell you how to live your life,
Keep making mistakes, just waiting for a break,
And then we live a lie.

So how do you get by, My Friends?
How do you make it through the day, My Friends?

Keep making mistakes,
Everybody loses faith, in their own words,
They just can't see how I could be so self absorbed.
So I say to them,
Are you fighting the good fight, in your own way?
Or are you pulling your stings just to hear them sing,
Your life's a total waste.

So how do you get by, My Friends?
How do you make it through the day, My Friends?

In the end, will you be so sure?
Dreaming of the stars while you sleep on the floor,
Whose in those castles while you're on the street?
And when you're falling,
Do you dream you land on your two feet?

So how do you get by, My Friends?
How do you make it through the day, My Friends?
Who are My Friends?

Already Laughing (Bradford)

Already laughing, already headed for the door,
The rise of the laughter drowns out the sound of hearts beating,
From underneath the floor.
Make me a promise that you won't be like everybody else,
If you can do that, put my heart back on the shelf.

The answers come when you come undone,
When you feel at home and you're on the run,
The answers come when you come undone.

Already fooling, the rulers are choosing your fate,
They pulled down the ceiling while we just stood kneeling,
Now how do we appreciate?
Everything passes, and everything matters,
But it's hard to live that way,
Everyone passes and everyone matters,
But it doesn't always work that way.

The answers come when you come undone,
When you feel at home and you're all alone,
The answers come when you come undone.

Already laughing, already headed for the door,
The rise of the laughter drowns out the sound of hearts beating,
From underneath the floor.
Make me a promise that you won't be like everybody else,
If you can do that, put my heart back on the shelf.

Apocalypse Cow (Bradford)

This is the story of a man who fought with grit and determination,
Took it upon himself to make the tough decisions for everybody else.
He knew deep in his heart that the soldiers he led would never know better,
And when someone fell he was the first to write their folks a nice letter.

Put your helmets on,
We're going to battle,
Keep your armor up,
'cause we may not return,
I once solemnly swore,
I'd knock down Heaven's door,
But now I'm not so sure.

It was on this bloody day that he found himself in quite the predicament,
A decision was made that went against his better judgement,
To throw his boys to the wolves and keep that hill if only for a moment,
'cause that's the price we pay when the silent siren sounds our commitment.

Put your helmets on,
We're going to battle,
Keep your armor up,
'cause we may not return,
I once solemnly swore,
I'd knock down Heaven's door,
But now I'm not so sure.

And on his loneliest days he thinks of all the roles he's played,
Knew deep in his heart that God made him the answer,
And for all the fools still questioning,
He won't wait for your reckoning,
Serves up the truth on a vicious platter.

Like it didn't even matter.

So there came a day when he felt in his heart the words of his maker,
Closed his eyes real tight, "No time to breathe! Fire hard 'til we break her!"
But when he saw the fear in the eyes of his troops he raised his broken hand to proclaim:
"Today is the end of the world," as he yelled one last command and said,

Put your helmets on,
We're going to battle,
Keep your armor up,
'cause we may not return,
I once solemnly swore,
I'd knock down Heaven's door,
But now I'm not so sure.

I'm not so sure.

I feel like the apocalypse cow,
I'll sacrifice myself right here and now.
I feel like the apocalypse cow,
I'll sacrifice myself right here and now.

Battle Cry (Bradford)

Did you call your doctor,
To get your happy pills?
When you left me bleeding,
On the battlefield?

While I lay there dying,
I think of what is real,
Surprised to see I'm smiling,
Amazed that I feel,

Nothing.
I feel nothing.

So when you took leave of me,
Something you couldn't kill,
I bled out my memories,
And took back my will,
But I still hope the best for you,
When you seek your thrills,
No longer standing next to me,
Amazed that I feel,

Nothing.
I feel nothing.

Once A Dream (Bradford)

Once a dream, a dream came to me.
Was I still sleeping?
And in my dream, someone lifted me,
And I lost control.

So in a field, surrounded by leaves,
I can hear my footsteps,
And then I was turned, darkenss filled my world,
And I am slowly coming down.

Cause I can barely see a thousand faces through the trees,
Staring back at me.

What does it mean, what's expected of me?
How am I supposed to fix this?
And all through my dream, the faces pulling me,

And I feel nothing.
And I feel nothing.

Once a dream, a dream came to me.
Was I still sleeping?