It's a Living

[Verse 1] I love to hear the sound of broken glasses as I run away Your baker's calling from the sky, an ugly wedding day You are the iron in the mouth, the saddle and the shoe Already rearranged the house, what else can I do? [Pre-Chorus] What else can I do? What else can I do? What else can I do? A waxen setting [Chorus] Old women, young children Can teach you everything you need to know about living [Verse 2] I'm sinning at the altar of surprise and my legs are crossed You bury magic in the furrows of faces caked in loss Every seabird's on the rocks yearning for release Nobody's dancing on the clocks of fearing me the least [Pre-Chorus] Who's on the radio? Is this a living? Who cares when the day moon's winning? [Chorus] Old women, young children Can teach you everything you need to know about living Old women, young children Can teach you everything you need to know about living [Post-Chorus] Everything you need to know about living