A stack of lives I hardly know Look in my mind a window pane blurry These claws I have unmistakable I always heal but I never stop hurting
I have no past, no sense of time No safe place here and no finish line I've put more loves in to the ground Than any man can say he's found, here And questioning everything inside Has brought me now, to here, this is my life
Monday comes, fly to the Savage Land Tuesday rooftop battles with a gang of Hand On and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes until Wednesday morn filled up with bullet wounds Thursday night tearing up the Wrecking Crew On and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes
Battles fought they never stop When Creed appears it never goes sweetly Sinister glares through his test vials When Wilson speaks I always go crazy There's no repast, no destiny No time to waste with this weight on me From Madripor to New York State I'll never catch these ghosts I chase, fear And questioning everything inside Has brought me now, to here, this is my life
Monday comes, fly to the Savage Land Tuesday rooftop battles with a gang of Hand On and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes until Wednesday morn filled up with bullet wounds Thursday night tearing up the Wrecking Crew On and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes
Until Friday night the Elf and I get drinking Talk and share stories from long ago People forgotten and things we can't let go The weekend passes like a blur Xavier's checking in to see if I'm doing fine And Sunday's winding down, until
Monday comes, fly to the Savage Land Tuesday rooftop battles with a gang of Hand On and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes until Wednesday morn filled up with bullet wounds Thursday night tearing up the Wrecking Crew On and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes And on and on and on it goes credits from Acoustic In Australia, released 17 May 2011