If you could feel your legs falling out, 
Then you might find the strength 
To stand your ground. 
Then you´d be close to them, 
Then you´d be close to god, 
But you know you´re not. 

If you could make a fist you could punch, 
If you could fly your faith you could jump, 
Born in security, fear of most everything 
And anyone you can be. 

It could have been dull Kristina, 
We could have been sane. 
It isn´t just death, drugs and lost love, 
These honors leave stains. 
The B side is real and it plays on. 

Hey Kristina are you sleeping in? 
I'm leaving you another long message. 
Interstate 10, I lost my voice again, 
This game was fixed 
It seems that I've been eighty-sixed. 

But your life is one zero zero one in analog faith, 
And even if you connect them too little too late, 
Cause your life is like a B side, 
It's odder then a, 
The B side is real and it plays on. 

On and on.