There's a motion in daily silence That's the yeses swimming round my head I need to listen to my conscience The world puts me down instead
I have four walls and they're to watch me The blankness jumps right off the page My fingers try to tear the paper A bitter moment is almost dead
Thought I'd tell the bit of it And wait for all that I offer And they take my only bread
And I leave another example of Well it leaves me, at about a thousand miles I feel the beating of the heartbreak I feel the beating of the sun And as I'm getting any closer Well I'm more than full of you
Thought I'd tell the bit of it And wait for all that I offer And they take my only bread There's only so much I will take And wait for all that I offer And they take my only bread
They're hungry on the pavement, feed them When they lay their hands out for a bit of your spare change I see the ones that are ignoring them You know their pockets are lined full of gold Clearly lined with their golden veins
Thought I'd tell the bit of it They wait for all that I offer And they take my only bread There's only so much I should take They wait for all that I offer And they take my only bread
While all around them they line 'em on the docks, one by one For the rope around their ankle, the other end there is a rock One by one they dunk them over Sinking them over down into the ocean
Thought I'd tell the bit of it And what of it makes sense And wait for all that I offer And they take my only bread There's only so much I will take And wait for all that I offer And they leave empty hands
Oh they're sending them down One by one they knock them over