When your dreams keep draining you dry

When you wake up late at night and don’t know why

When your bones seem weak and you want to cry

Remember I’m here until the day we die

 

You could have knocked me over

With a feather or a stone

I would still not run for cover

Even with all chances blown

 

We came close to tearing it all down

We had every trench in sight but kept our ground

We gave it all we had and what we found

We embraced and turned into our own sound

 

You could have knocked me over

With a feather or a stone

I would still not run for cover

Even with all chances blown

 

You could have knocked me over

With a feather or a stone

I would still not run for cover

Even with all chances blown

 

You could have knocked me over

With a feather or a stone

I would still not run for cover

Even with all chances blown

 

You could have knocked me over

With a feather or a

Wth a feather or a stone

I would still not run for cover

Even with all chances blown