Meteor Street - Words Fail

Little ones I hope
We promise you a lot
Little ones I hope 
That we follow through 
Little ones you’ll learn 
That words too often fail 
Little ones in the end 
It just comes down to you
Again

I can’t help thinking
I can’t help being in my head 
I can’t help thinking that I’m stuck here til I’m dead
And it gets caught, the lesson each generation we must learn
The end is bought with blood
The precious kind we never earn

I thought when I was you 
I would do the things I swore I’d do
When the end came
When it happened to me
But now the end is near
I’m cowering in fear
Nothing but guilt that I’ve stockpiled
For a hundred fucking years 
And it gets old I know my darlings
These excuses and these sorries
But they're all I’ve got
Just these words and this body
This body

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