Soften the Blows

When the well has no water to hold And the wheels start to run off the road Where do we go? When we bury the embers that glow And the seeds that we planted won't grow Like we were told Hey man, what in the hell do we know Ooh, we strike out and then we strike gold Whoever is running the show There's one thing that I need to know Could you soften the blows When a bold man's afraid to be bold And a fish finds the water too cold Where does he go? When the liar finds the truth must be told And the loner hates being alone Who does he hold? Hey man, what in the hell do we know Ooh, we strike out and then we strike gold Whoever is running the show There's one thing I'd like to be told That you'll soften the blows Never turn your back on the ocean and never talk back Don't make those funny faces, your face could stick like that Hey man, what in the hell do we know Ooh, we strike out and then we strike gold Whoever is running the show There's one thing I'd like to be told That you'll soften the blows Could you soften the blows?