In rented space Your bones replace one who has gone before But there's an open door that will clamp its jaws When you have run your race. A dent in time you called your life One lived by many before But there's a hope for more far from the cross you bore Closer than eyes shut tight.
The ring is always boxing the fighter The book is always blocking the writer And the sun won't make a difference, it always keeps its distance The dog day star will always shine brighter.
You spent your pay on rainy days Now that you're broke it pours But the sunglasses you wore held to your face through wars Onwards now to grace.
The ring is always boxing the fighter The book is always blocking the writer And the sun won't make a difference, it always keeps its distance The dog day star will always shine brighter. The ring is always boxing the fighter The book is always blocking the writer And the sun won't make a difference, it always keeps its distance The dog day star will always shine brighter.