can i just fight for the winning side and feel that i m building a home and a life to behold till it s robbed from my sight distill our days as we re moving on with warm waves of grain and we ll drink to the fire and the flame like it s sweeter than wine you see those lights out on 85 the blue blooded blazing all that hails the decline of the days that we travelled in style but you re no stranger to loneliness and braving the weight while i m dragging my ass through the ward like a terrible child and all the light is never ending much like you and i and though our pulses never change you know i think that we should try oh just know my thoughts are with you tonight you re still breathing shadow cozied up to the dog with the light on for when i get home and now i ve learned what it is to love and i m a paragon of virtue now but bullshit aside i m not living our life on the phone  so lift your hands to the orange sky throwing up the bird sign and i ll drive like an asshole direct for the old 85 though our time is never changing we ll change it on the fly and though your lungs will fight to take you it doesn t mean we shouldn t try try in the thick of my heart by the skin of my teeth until i m forgotten and covered in weeds and my withering soul is in the sea i will hold on to you hold on to me i will hold on to you hold on to me i will hold on to you hold on to me i will hold on to you hold on to me