our time is ever on the road
the ride is in what we make. i walked a year to hear a howl in this give and take. but hear it this way- hear it this way. alright!
and war is in our hearts
and blood is in the land we love. we keep breaking our backs
hoping that it gives enough. oh! but what do you need?
what do you need?
oh man
it's ladders to the sky
building up a high-rise. oh man
we won't last long
but we're giving it our best try. don't you know you're alive?
you know you're alive. and none of us stay
the day we're born 'till when we-
and tonight i'm in love with everybody on the city bus. i feel the push and pull
keep saying that it doesn't mean much. oh! but what do you see?
what do you see?
and everybody on the street is singing like it's sunday. but we keep inside and our looks stay at bay. ahhh
ahhh
and we don't know what's left
but we feel it's coming back soon. and so we're standing in the street
staring at a blood-red moon. we are the tide. we are the tide
and none of us stay
the day we're born 'till when we-