The Lows

I keep alive

A little habit of mine

There were highs I suppose

But God knows

These are the lows

 

I’d know the dawn

From it’s miracle song

Singing through the bars of my soul

Saying ‘keep hope

These are the lows’

 

Oh, come the hour

Come the man, come the power

Come the manifesto

In sheep’s clothes

These are the lows

 

I can feel the fire

Can feel it burn me alive

But I’m so close to the shore

To home

These are the lows