Life goes through you Like a bad dream in a box Like Sunday night take out Like a wave on the ocean crashing on the rocks That blurs when you shout Life goes through you Like a detuned violin Begging for a song Like burnt toast and rain screaming on in vain Like a wish come and gone Like moon beams shine on your mind On and on The heart beats a rhythm And you can carry on You can carry on Life goes through you Like small change in your socks Old fruits bring hangovers Like the ripples of time echoed on your face Echoed on your face Like moon beams shine on your mind On and on The heart beats a rhythm And you can carry on You can carry on