Something to Live for Songtext

von Ed Harcourt

She's moving like a forest fire,
Leaving no part unscathed.
Too young to be as jaded as I am,
But old enough to feel the strain.
I hope that I can hold onto
The beauty that I'll never match.
Never ending open wound,
That started from a simple scratch.

Won't you save us from being saved?
Before we get too old and waste away.
Like some lovers destined to die young.

And sort through all the loss you've seen.
The firends who sit and think too much.
Too fragile for the cold outside,
Too proud to say what's on their minds.
This is for the broken fools
Whose frames have gone before their time.
And if you see me trip and fall,
Save me from the swift decline.

I want to sink beneath a drunken sea.
Look in your eyes when you take the breath from me.
There's always something to live for.