We were born into a darkness and found lying on our backs
Facing the light of day that soon would fade
And cover the blood on our tracks
And our hearts parted with it early and denied its offering
It simply wasn't enough to catch me up
To save a punch-drunk sinner like me
With all this talk of holding on
I try to keep my head down, baby
I try to keep my head down, baby
I've never known another way
And I sure as hell don't know what to say
But I try to keep my head down, baby, I try
With that curious word on the tip of your tongue
In the back of your mind I know you were ready to give it up
Well, “This is the stuff that dreams are made of”
I heard it once before
I just didn't understand it then
That mystery I've been living off and on and on and on again
I try to keep my head down, baby
I try to keep my head down, baby
It's not the way it played out in my mind
But I've let up on letting down
So turn the stereo up loud
And let the sound of summer play on and on again
And never mind your weaker nights
Where you sat up waiting all in vain
A hopeful attempt to reconcile is hopeful all the same
And so on and so forth into the left lane