Just like clockworkit hits me every morning

I bow my face in disgrace

Covers up I try to reason with you

And I'm holdin on, yeah I'm holding on

Step by step I stumble through my emotions

Dead man walking - I can't hear you talking



'Cause I've been living on a soul vacation

Contemplating all this separation



Habits forming from an idle hand

And lines are drawn in the playground sand

Helping, healing - if I take the time

To seek you out and not ask why



'Cause I've been living on a soul vacation

Contemplating all this separation

Fraternizing with the loser's friend

They say it mon't matter in the end



I'm holding on