The Sound

On the blank lines ring the words right

Sing the same things for the new fight

Did you forget? I give it my best but only walk the worst

And when the song rings through your new skin, will you listen

I will go back to the sound

With good luck, with good luck

If you keep the backbeat down

With good luck, with good luck

On the same lines it's about time

Curse the sad site of your white trite and it's always the same

I give it away but it just comes right back

But when the song rings through your new skin, will you listen?

I will go back to the sound

With good luck, with good luck

If you keep the backbeat down

With good luck, with good luck

I will go back to the sound

With good luck, with good luck

If you keep the backbeat down

With good luck

I will go back to the sound

I will go back to the sound

I will go back to the sound

With good luck