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