Leverage Models The Chance To Go
Hold still, hold still
I recognize you
I'm slow
But I hope you're not on medicine now
I'm still dancing alone
Where have you been since the revolution?
Bullets will find tiny hearts, little hands, any eye...
What have I done?
If you ever get the chance to go, and if you ever find a way to show it
There isn't much for you to see but much for you to overthrow
If you ever find the time for love, and if your headaches ever start to grow
You must immediately slow this dialogue with "holy ghosts"
I know, that was dramatic...
I've been alone and so i get in the habit
I lose myself. Where does it happen?
Where are the guns?
Where do you dance?
I'm slow, but I hope you're not on medicine now
Son, take care, the envelope is open wide (what have i done?)