March Lyrics

What's the point of slowly getting older until you die of grand age

Celebrating champagne every goddamn birthday

Listening to blues so you'll bawl your eyes out

Then jumping on a cruise drinking 'til your passing out

Jumping the pages turn it's now or never

And you believe you are so clever

The pictures falling out of the box into the water by the docks

I know what you said to me

Something in this empty space it's tearing me apart

Nobody wants to sit here fixing waning old hearts

How come time moves so fast but it feels so slow

The gunner is coming so you better keep your head low low

Head low you're clinging always to make sure she stays

And you had her circling for days and for days

Heat up the meat for the dead to eat

The pictures stolen by the fleet

I know what you did to me

You're drifting away

You're falling away

You're drifting away

You're falling away