Race Horses - Nobody's Son lyrics

Close skies, taking wages From the ways that common go Of it's frightening, and it's loneness And it's out there, searching and stare You've got to be... to hold it, to love it To leave it or it won't belong, aha To be someone's son, just like him Lookout, all those faces That conceal their crudest thoughts It's disgusting, how alive them Can be trained to rip you apart You've got to be... to hold it, to love it To leave it or it won't belong, aha To be someone's son, just like him And yes it's creepy, cold sweet home Sound the clickers and it won't be long, aha Till he's no one's son, and it's true I wanted to go, I wanted to fight I wanted to get to the top of the white I did what it could, now it's through I wanted to crawl, I kneeled down to cry I picked myself up, take a lot at the sky I was given the room, to see it through You've got to be... to hold it, to love it To leave it or it won't belong, aha To be someone's son, just like him And yes it's creepy, cold sweet home Sound the clickers and it won't be long, aha Till he's no one's son, and it's true x 2