the alarm clock rings i feel so weak and the sunlight shining in my eyes it makes it hard to sleep the rooms are cold smell like piss and blood everyday i wake i feel i m knee deep in the flood spending days passing through and moving on never realizing what i ve had until it s gone and now my eyes are open wide i can t go on singing the same old songs that i have always sung about life and loss and the places i belong singing the same old songs that i have always sung hoping the melodies will carry me home the alarm clock rings the floor is cold before my eyes are open i m falling out the door the wind is fierce it chaps and burns my eyes it all sounds well and fine just f cking try it on for size day in day out the hammers fall it s all in due time that they come to crush us all and now my eyes are open wide i can t go on singing the same old songs that i have always sung about life and loss and the places i belong singing the same old songs that i have always sung hoping the melodies will carry me home follow this path until it fails carry my life on fingernails i will sing until my throat goes numb be the chance you ll never take when it stares you in the face i will sing while i m still young i will sing while i m still young 