All Time Low

Hope lives with darkness He sleeps in her bed And darkness fills tables With desperate friends For the harvest of heartache On which hope depends How the lost echo The light at the end Is a white paper pin whole Loosely pinned to the wall Down the miles of darkened hall Your seat was set Before you fell And the house you get Is how you tell All of your voice for the song of your savior Only to find you were never in favor Michael on the outside Always looking in A dog in the fight But his dog never wins If he works that much harder His ship might come in He gives it the old heave-ho Signs up his soul And works his hands to the bone Michael outside looking in One day management notices him You've got heart A lot to give Bring me sand Take this sieve All of your heart for the love a father Only to find you are farther and farther All of your voice for the song of a savior Only to find you were never in favor All of your working in vain to turn the wind Only to find your fate's predetermined Push the wheel Push the wheel Push the wheel Push the wheel Push the wheel Push the wheel Push the wheel Push the wheel Hope lives with darkness He sleeps in her bed And darkness fills tables with desperate friends Now you know when hope enters You've entered the end At the all time low Ever so kindly softening the blow Michael outside looking in Michael outside looking in Michael outside looking in Michael outside looking in