Unfold

Hands in line, arms close to my side

I'm fighting tides of an ocean's undertows

And I figure that I might not make it out

Taking empty but seldom speaking

And the words retreat

Yeah, they breathing histories still at ease

In the stories untold and my arms unfold

(Give me some of that)

My hands are high

And I'm holding on, I'm holding on

And I figure that I

Figure that I just might make it

And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping

And the words repeat, ah

Breathing histories in the stories untold

Brrra-ha I, I unfold, ooh-ooh

See now quality is what you see now

In the corner of your eyes, say

And don't be surprised if you hear

The bells ring as they fall from the sky

They sound bong, bong, bong, bong

Bah-dah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, brrra-da bong, bong, bong, bong

Fa-da, yeah, yeah, yeah

Brrr-oh my my, oh-whoa, oh

And then I, and I'm always holding up

And then I'm holding, I'm holding

I'm already holding up, holding up, ooh

Said I'm holding up, and I'm holding

I'm already holding I missed enough

And I'm holding, holding up, ooh

I'm holding up, and I'm holding

I'm holding, I'm already holding

I missed enough holding out, ooh

See, I'm holding out your side

And I'm holding out this time

'Cause I figure that I

And I figure that I just might make it

And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping

And the words repeat, ah

Breathing histories in the stories untold

Brrra-ha I, I unfold, 'chea

Yeah, I like that one