Pray For Rain – A Loss For Words – letras

Glad to hear you were doing nothing with your life,Trapped in your studio apartment,Smoked out on memories with a laundry listOf « should have beens » etched into your sofa bedWhoah-oh-whoaIn your race with timeThe best parts of life are going to pass you byI stop and check the lump above my neckReflect, direct, correctWas any of this based on respect?The illusion, day to day it’s all the same,This is a young man’s gameI think my edge is starting to showWhoah-oh-whoaIn your race with timeThe best parts of life are going to pass you byWhoah-oh-whoaThe smell after the rain isn’t reason to prayI still remember those daredevil daysWe used to take on the worldWe used to take on the worldLook at how our lives have changedWe used to take on the worldWe used to take on the worldNow we just floatNow we just floatWhoah-oh-whoaIn your race with timeThe best parts of life are going to pass you byWhoah-oh-whoaThe smell after the rain isn’t reason to pray for hurricanes