i beat a braided rhythm on the seat i m on the scent of something luminous and frightening run up your colors be the thing you couldn t let us see are we as civil in the breaking as the binding when the fever breaks i hope you make a go of it when the fever shakes i hope it doesn t leave you cold don t you wake up wondering how to keep this going don t you wonder how in the world we made it out so far don t you wake up wondering how to keep this going don t you wander hound the world we made it out so i beat a less original retreat if i m unbloodied by the blows of those who d spite me but if they cut me deep i ll be the liar be the thief i ll be the animal you ll taste it when you bite me when my fire fades i hope i ve made go of it when my part is played i hope i never i take it back now i want to hide all the seams i bit the bullet and i choked it sanguine down im going to find a release you take the high i take the low road i take the high you take the low road freight trains crashing don t you wake up wondering how to keep this going don t you wonder how in the world we made it out so far don t you wake up wondering how you keep this going don t you wander hound the world we made it out so far