I opened my hands up to see what I've got.

My days slip like coins into a slot.

They are gone, the shadows lie long.



I've been banking on a broken machine.

Left unattended, like most of my dreams.

Rusted components of an unmarked song



We've been staring down a brilliant dream

The sun burns our eyes.

We've been fighting for the love of our lives



All around us things come apart.

Broken pieces. broken hearts,

Fix me, oil me, match me with the next best thing.



Person to person, nation to nation

Heels dug in no communication.

While the time speaks of weathering



We've been wanting to be helped by binding ties

We've been fighting for the love of our lives



And when it breaks down, I beg you don't go.

A sinking ship, I'm ready to blow.

I try to outthink you with an army of words,

I strategize.

I am fighting for the love of my life



Fire and water, oxygen

Scotch and soda, or any combination

Starts the reaction.



Is there no mastermind of modern day

Who can blueprint a plan to make love stay

steady and weatherproof usher in a new revolution?



After trying more, the hopeful ones still try.

How can we help it

When we're fighting for the love of our live?



(Trying more) The Hopeful ones still try.

How can we help it

When we're fighting for the love of our lives?