*verse one*
Ancient photograph sits on tablecloth, holds up its end of the bargain.
A heart once known to laugh now is prone to crash and harden.
No more probablys, its not possible. Only actual hardship.
A heart once made to play now must stay in the darkness.
*chorus *
And time has given me rest.
And Im doing my best.
*verse two*
Makeshift honesty, people pedaling themselves as part of the bargain.
A heart once made to play has been swayed by the jargon.
No more oddities, its all sterile now. Only actual hardship.
A heart forgetting Love cannot get above or started.
*chorus*
And time has given me rest.
And Im doing my best.
*verse three*
Ancient rituals, dead ball dibalies, held on to so firmly.
You aint got pills for it and I cant ignore whats occurring.
Filthy government, lacking media, gets my stomach turning.
Theyll kill for it and dont care who theyre hurting.
*chorus*
And time has given me rest.
And Im doing my best.
