Lyrics

I don’t know why I try to fly
The sky’s so high
I don’t know why I try

Sometimes I think I live a lie
I try to try to fly the kite
It leaves the ground, I tug the string
In figure eights it spirals down

I shed a bit of skin tonight
It’s been a while – the time was right
I’m going down the rabbit hole
And I won’t be back til morning

I did my best to hold the fort
The fort’s a mess – the window’s cracked
The towels stink down on the floor
With greasy bags that bring remorse
A morning breeze that brings a kiss
There’s got to be a better source

Infinity has run its course
It called the shots – it ran the board
But luck runs out and truth be told
Our time is short - The blood’s been bled

Step by step and hand in hand
You’re still my time when Time stands still
In better times I rest my head
And sleep the sleep of buttered bread

In better times I rest my head
And sleep the sleep of buttered bread
But lately with my bitter bones
I lay my head on cold stone

I don’t know why I try to fly
The sky’s so high
I don’t know why I try

INTRO:
A E A
I don’t know why I try to fly
A
The sky’s so high
Dm A
I don’t know why I try

VERSE:
A E A
Sometimes I think I live a lie
A E A
I try to try to fly the kite
A E A
It leaves the ground, I tug the string
A E A
In figure eights it spirals down

I shed a bit of skin tonight
It’s been a while – the time was right
I’m going down the rabbit hole
And I won’t be back til morning

CHORUS:
E D A
I did my best to hold the fort
E D A
The fort’s a mess – the window’s cracked
E D A
The towels stink down on the floor
D A E
With greasy bags that bring remorse
A D A
A morning breeze that brings a kiss
D A E
There’s got to be a better source