If there's nothing more to see Then I'll be focusing on what's been seen I'll be counting every minute, every second I'll try to gather all the guts it takes for leaving It's every time I move my teeth And i think back on what's been sung I want to give back all the songs that I have stolen To be running out of words to tell the truth To be running out of words to tell the truth You see I am a stubborn man I love the sound & the idea to be in motion I need to carry myself back into the action I need to carry myself back into the action Bless the coming days ahead Watch your life from a little dry land We're getting closer & closer again You'll be ok