all my days ill be an impressionist vast and valueless a tableland and this seed change has seen me sidle up to doubt shake hands with the heavy drowned a pressure to withstand are we already done with one foot stuck fast in the doldrums we are holding the strings but cant invest in this thing it flew by the blink of two tiny eyes an ardour you cant buy a chance to feel alive and it lives on the lips of me and mine the rungs that we could climb if given proper time are we already done with one foot stuck fast in the doldrums we are holding the strings but cant invest in this thing are we already done has it happened yet we are holding the strings but cant invest in this thing are we already done has it happened yet we are holding the strings but cant invest in this thing are we already done with one foot stuck fast in the doldrums we are holding the strings but cant invest in this thing are we already done has it happened yet we are holding the strings but cant invest in this thing we are holding on we are holding on we are holding on we are hold 