Lyrics
This all has to end, and I ought to know
But who could predict the force of the throw?
It helps to pretend to not care at all
The truth is that I could not want it more
Soon they will come and pass us by (oh, oh)
A shift in tone, and rise in tide (oh, oh)
To learn to swim, or learn to die (oh, oh)
Are choices I have been left with (oh, oh)
The bigger the break, the harder the fall
The hits in this case are too close to call
The stress and the strain are starting to show
This all has to end, and I ought to know
Soon they will come and pass us by (oh, oh)
A shift in tone, and rise in tide (oh, oh)
To learn to swim, or learn to die (oh, oh)
To cast a stone, or cast aside (oh, oh)
Soon they will come and pass us by (oh, oh)
A shift in tone, and rise in tide (oh, oh)
To learn to swim, or learn to die (oh, oh)
Are choices I have been left with (oh, oh)
Oh-oh
