Go your way
I'll take the long way 'round
Oh, I'll find my own way down
Oh, As I should
And hold your gaze
There's coke in the Midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust
And breathe again
And you'll find loss
And you'll fear what you found
When the weather comes, oh
Tearing down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh, how they tear at you now
Go your way
Oh, I'll take the long way 'round
Oh, I'll find my own way down
Oh, as I should
And hold your gaze
There's coke in the Midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust
And breathe again
And you'll find loss
And you'll fear what you found
When the weather comes, oh
Tearing down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh, how they tear at you now
