There's a song that you can find In every moment of your life In every tear you've ever cried In every painful last goodbye So when the system breaks you down
Just listen to the sound What do I do when it's all been done? When the words have all been sung ? And I've given up the best of me? Late the music play. When I'm hangin by a thread And I've got nothing to give
There's no way to explain Why life is filled with so much pain But do the flowers ever grow In the places it don't rain So when the storms just beat you down
Well listen to the sound What do I do when it's all been done? When the words have all been sung ? And I've given up the best of me? Late the music play. When I'm hangin by a thread And I've got nothing to give
Horace sings a distant song Forgotten words that I once sung Tellin' me to just keep holdin' on I've never been more alone than here