Never Going Back
(Bryant/Shandel/Metzger/Naylor/Tweedale)
I'm never going back to the world I know?
A blanket of clouds everywhere I go?
And it don't mean nothing when you've got too much
But a fool can tell when you've got enough
At the last cry when you close your eyes?
Always come to take you through?
And lay you down in perfect rows when the spirit leaves your bones
I've always thought I'd live in stone?
A child in time never going home?
But as the years pass on and the more I learn?
One day I too will take my turn
At the last cry when you close your eyes?
Always come to take you through?
And lay you down in perfect rows when the spirit leaves your bones
I can see what's taking hold?
The blinding lines everywhere I go?
Don't belong here anymore?
Taken to a distant shore
Darkness falls on the open plains?
And the cardboard house goes up in flames?
As the smoke makes shapes of the dead and gone
The bones in the grass are still holding on
At the last cry when you close your eyes?
Always come to take you through?
And lay you down in perfect rows when the spirit leaves your bones
I can see what's taking hold?
The blinding lines everywhere I go?
Don't belong here anymore?
Taken to a distant shore
(Bryant/Shandel/Metzger/Naylor/Tweedale)
I'm never going back to the world I know?
A blanket of clouds everywhere I go?
And it don't mean nothing when you've got too much
But a fool can tell when you've got enough
At the last cry when you close your eyes?
Always come to take you through?
And lay you down in perfect rows when the spirit leaves your bones
I've always thought I'd live in stone?
A child in time never going home?
But as the years pass on and the more I learn?
One day I too will take my turn
At the last cry when you close your eyes?
Always come to take you through?
And lay you down in perfect rows when the spirit leaves your bones
I can see what's taking hold?
The blinding lines everywhere I go?
Don't belong here anymore?
Taken to a distant shore
Darkness falls on the open plains?
And the cardboard house goes up in flames?
As the smoke makes shapes of the dead and gone
The bones in the grass are still holding on
At the last cry when you close your eyes?
Always come to take you through?
And lay you down in perfect rows when the spirit leaves your bones
I can see what's taking hold?
The blinding lines everywhere I go?
Don't belong here anymore?
Taken to a distant shore