Frightened Rabbit - The Work lyrics

Do the years add up To the s** and the blow Of a breath and a beating heart There must be more You can wash your face With a sunset song The lines will still remain They'll never be gone Will you bully [?] your land With a furrowed brow But King Harvest leaves With a thinning crown You may bow your head As the hair recedes But it's filled with years That no one can steal When the work stops working What was light becomes a weight When the work stops working Shall we pack it all in When the work stops working And the weight becomes an ache When the work stops working Shall we pack it all in Or start again Ah, the search for answers Is an idiot's task I'm not halfway there But don't want to ask The search gives a glint To the older eye And I'll keep on looking Till the day I die Is the work half-worth When your hands grow raw When your knees keep creaking Like an old barn door The gloves of love Become an old man's friend And you'll learn to make a stand Not to stoop and bend When the work stops working What was light becomes a weight When the work stops working Shall we pack it all in When the work stops working And the weight becomes an ache When the work stops working Shall we pack it all in Or start again The lines remain And they will never be gone All life is filled with years No one can steal I'll keep on looking Till the day I die I'll learn to make a stand Not stoop and bend When the work stops working What was light becomes a weight When the work stops working Shall we pack it all in When the work stops working And the weight becomes an ache When the work stops working Shall we pack it all in Or start again