Demo: [audio:http://donalkelly.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/noOption.mp3|titles=Your Life]
Here is nothing if it makes you want to go,
Is nothing if it makes you want to leave to get away and feel alive.
I say nothing and I’m rooted to the spot,
Say nothing while you’re standing in the doorway looking like the road is on your mind.
And oh, oh, it’s your life.
Come out fighting on your way down to the top.
Out lighting up the night like you’re above and you’re alone and you’re to blame
Stretched already and I’m far too thin, stretched right around the world until,
There’s no room left to move in any way
And oh, oh, it’s your life. Oh, oh, it’s your life.
Abstract ways to say that I’m concrete
A way to paint my wooden feet that drop and sway from where we meet.
Telling tales and bleaching in the sun
Hang round, count down to one
Who sings a song so simply sweet.
And oh, oh, it’s your life. Oh, oh, it’s your life.
Oh, it’s your night, oh, oh, it’s your night.
