Eight - Whale lyrics

Going through the motions, Trying to come to senses, Trying to work it out Fallings' so predictable, But it's so unpredictable Don't want to miss you now, don't want to settle down Sit in the quiet world, I will know The peace that pa**es all understanding And when I saw your son, don't want to settle down Too late to run, you've found your life In him, in the lord, you say, to run You've found it