Unfold

Hands in line, arms close to my side I'm fighting tides of an ocean's undertows And I figure that I might not make it out Taking empty but seldom speaking And the words retreat Yeah, they breathing histories still at ease In the stories untold and my arms unfold (Give me some of that) My hands are high And I'm holding on, I'm holding on And I figure that I Figure that I just might make it And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping And the words repeat, ah Breathing histories in the stories untold Brrra-ha I, I unfold, ooh-ooh See now quality is what you see now In the corner of your eyes, say And don't be surprised if you hear The bells ring as they fall from the sky They sound bong, bong, bong, bong Bah-dah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, brrra-da bong, bong, bong, bong Fa-da, yeah, yeah, yeah Brrr-oh my my, oh-whoa, oh And then I, and I'm always holding up And then I'm holding, I'm holding I'm already holding up, holding up, ooh Said I'm holding up, and I'm holding I'm already holding I missed enough And I'm holding, holding up, ooh I'm holding up, and I'm holding I'm holding, I'm already holding I missed enough holding out, ooh See, I'm holding out your side And I'm holding out this time 'Cause I figure that I And I figure that I just might make it And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping And the words repeat, ah Breathing histories in the stories untold Brrra-ha I, I unfold, 'chea Yeah, I like that one