The Stealing Song

5:45 and I'm awake with dark bags under my eyes
Oh my eyes
You had me up the night before when I wouldn't say goodnight
Oh goodnight
I'm shot to hell as ever
On several large endeavors I,
I can't win them all
The water burns against me
My hair is brassed and dirty I,
I can't win them all
And it takes
To give
That's why
I live
To take your hand
Take my hand
Take my hand
A brighter hue of sinking blue
The line where ocean meets sky
Oh the sky
My arms and legs begin to bend
The pressure will not comply
Oh comply
I want my legs to lift
I want my fins and wet feet I,
I can't win them all
The message weighing you down
I'm scared with all that surrounds I,
I can't win them all
And it takes
To give
That's why
I live
To take your hand
Take my hand
Take my hand
5:45 and I'm awake with dark bags under my eyes
Oh my eyes
I had you up the night before when I wouldn't say goodnight
Oh goodnight
I'm shot to hell as ever
On several large endeavors I,
I can't win them all
The water burns against me
My hair is brassed and dirty I,
I can't win them all
And it takes
To give
That's why
I live
To take your hand
Take my hand
Take my hand