Westerman – About Leaving Lyrics

Home found,
Then forgotten.
The gamble.
Awake, and looking starward.
Dancing is all that
I've learned
How to
Do.
Still,
You come to talk about the shapes
They push you through.

I want a piece of the action,
Don't want to be honest
About leaving.
Gone in the ripple,
Whether I like it or not.
I came
To be honest about leaving.

Set the clock against,
Every hour
Will become a
Cannibal.
You can't take it with you.
I can't take it with me.
There's no escaping rent
In light of all this breeding.

I want a piece of the action.
Don't want to be honest
About leaving.
Gone in the ripple,
Whether I like it or not,
I came
To be honest about leaving.

Still,
In each word
The beacons fire gone,
The sleep you suffered,
The beast you longed for.
I reached under
The aching ions,
The sleep I suffered,
The waste I long for.

Home found,
Then forgotten.
The gamble.
Awake, and looking forward.