Little Lives (Click Track Version)

Wear a coat or you catch your death

Just a vest and I still draw breath

 so far, so far

Making toast and a bit gets trapped

I poke around and I ain't been zapped

So far, so far

The cities that you trust

Will crumble into dust, will crumble into dust

But here we stand, a third the way along our little lives,

Hand in hand, a third the way along our little lives,

If a wheel falls off of a plane

They must all just have missed my brain

So far, so far

If a manhole is left open

I've taken care not to tumble in

So far, so far

The people that you've known

Will soon be ash and bone, soon be ash and bone

But here we stand, a third the way along our little lives,

Hand in hand, a third the way along our little lives,

Healthy and a third the way along our little lives,

a third the way along our little lives,