Marrowbone Lane

Let’s take a shortcut down Marrowbone Lane
No, I don’t sit in traffic these days
‘Cause when my sirens flash loud and cold cars break from their moulds

These are the things that I know will not let me go
These are the things that I know shape the edges of that old soul

What am I like? What am I like?
Pouring myself out into the night
What am I like? What am I like?
Pouring myself out into the night

I’ve seen old couples hold hands, they’re just like cobbled roads
I wonder how they cope
They spew old stories, oh you know that they’re just like chimney smoke
They told me everything that I ever wanted to know

These are the things that I know will not let me go
These are the things that I know shape the edges of that old soul

What am I like? What am I like?
Pouring myself out into the night
What am I like? What am I like?
Pouring myself out into the night

Sometimes you’re high, and sometimes you’re low
Sometimes I’m sick to the back of my throat
They say when you lose everything they can hurt you no more

But I say I’m okay as long as you’re okay
I’m okay as long as you’re okay
I’m okay as long as you’re okay
And I’ll say it every single day
I’m okay as long as you’re okay
I’m okay as long as you’re okay
I’m okay as long as you’re okay
And I’ll say it every single day