Lyrics
Called you to be the wild, you clutch the cross around your neck, you turn back down the path to find your way
There s no such thing as spare time, but in the dusty summer breeze Crime, there s no spare time
you turn back down the path to find your way
But if you are dying to live somewhere on the other side, then do it right
and carved out your philanthropy
But if you are dying to live somewhere on the other side, you clutch the cross around your neck, i ll rest my head
Then do it right, of this ghost town you hear the sea, but you closed off opportunity
Of this ghost town you hear the sea, the higher you climb the farther you might Classic, in my grave i ll rest my head
But if you are dying to live somewhere on the other side, if you are trying to dance alone in this life
then do it right
there s no such thing as spare time
And in the end you traded petty comforts for your heart, there s no spare time
I ll rest my head, and now your ships set sail
There s no spare time, it didn t take you much to do your part
but if you are dying to live somewhere on the other side
The higher you climb the farther you might, there s no such thing as spare time, you clutch the cross around your neck
you bought all your philosophies
If legalism saves, in my grave i ll rest my head, but you may never wake to see the sunrise
Then do it right, but you might never wake to see the sunrise
And hope to god there s still time left, if you are trying to dance alone in this life, and in the end you traded petty comforts for your heart
You clutch the cross around your neck, then do it right
called you to be the wild
but you might never wake to see the sunrise
but all your ornaments
of this ghost town you hear the sea
It s salted crashing melody still haunts you to this day, the higher you climb the farther you might
it s a fight
But if you are dying to live somewhere on the other side, it s a fight