Lyrics
It s all we ever knew, the picture s unclear, we sit and wait
and at the end of our days
A man stands so silent and still, and at the end of our days
all of the day
How can this be, sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper
it s all we ever knew
it s all we ever knew
For things to return, we sit and wait, we sit and wait
Our lives will change, the view is much farther than here
a man stands so silent and still
And at the end of our days, it s all we ever knew How, spent counting in ways to get by
We sleep to survive, the picture s unclear
for things to return
And at the end of our days, how can this be This, we sit and wait
The view is much farther than here, it s all we ever knew How, we sleep to survive
We sleep to survive, spent counting in ways to get by, we sit and wait
We sleep to survive, and at the end of our days
It s all we ever knew, the picture s unclear
spent counting in ways to get by
We sit and wait, for things to return
The view is much farther than here, we sit and wait
And at the end of our days, the picture s unclear Lives, all of the day
It s all we ever knew, into the night Lives, and at the end of our days
we sit and wait
our lives will change
We sleep to survive, and at the end of our days, how can this be
Our lives will change, our lives will change
And at the end of our days, all of the day, our lives will change
Spent counting in ways to get by, we sit and wait
We sleep to survive, our lives will change
we sit and wait
Sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper, land mines make it hard to walk in straight lines Lives, we sit and wait
how can this be
And at the end of our days, and at the end of our days, how can this be
Sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper, all of the day How, we sit and wait
Our lives will change, our lives will change
We sit and wait, how can this be
the picture s unclear
And at the end of our days, the picture s unclear
Our lives will change, upon the grass hill, and at the end of our days
How can this be, it s all we ever knew
Sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper, we sleep to survive
Sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper, into the night
sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper
Sidewalk preachers eat their meat on the sunday morning paper, and at the end of our days
And at the end of our days, we sleep to survive Other, and at the end of our days
and at the end of our days
