That love goes free
And see as our lives are in the making
I dream pictures of houses burning never knowing nothing else to do
We believe through the lies and the hating
We believe through their lies and the hating
They forgive anything but greatness these are scoundrel days
And see as our lives are in the making
For want of an option I run the wind 'round
With death comes the morning unannounced and new
I'm heading out for the steep hills they're leaving me no choice
Outside on the pavement the dark makes no noise
And I'm close to calling out their names as pride hits my face
Their hands touch my body from everywhere
We believe through the lies and the hating
Was it too much to ask for to pull a little weight
I reach the edge of town, I've got blood in my hair
I can feel the sweat on my lips leaking into my mouth
But I know that I've made it as I run into the air
Cut my wrist on a bad thought and head for the door
That love goes free through scoundrel days
See as our lives are in the making
