Wide Of The Mark

 
when the whistle blows, I'll be miles away
these times will pass, and blue will turn into grey
I am nowhere near my all-time low
yet I'm close enough to let it all go
 
           all your words are meaningless right now,
           for you're wide of the mark, you're losing the spark, you're wide of the mark
 
what if your breast is a prison for your heart
what if your ribs are just prison bars
why it takes a crowd of million to feel alone
I guess I better move on to where I'm better known
 
           no more shall I kneel in front of you,
           for you're wide of the mark, you're losing the spark, you're wide of the mark
 
                              can you feel the hatchet hanging over your head
                              somewhere along the way, you were misled
 
them drama queens and broken hearted little boys
the truth and the illusion it destroys
 
           all our words are meaningless right now,
           we're wide of the mark, we're losing the spark, we're wide of the mark
 
 
Music and lyrics by Kauppila, arrangement by Lost Captains
 

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