Crimson To Chrome

We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again

Heads down, we were left out alone
Stretched out, laying pressed upon the lawn, oh
Time comes, we'll arise from the freeze, and we'll be face down
When the sun's out, turning crimson into chrome

I'm sitting here writing the same sad song
With the cogs on fire
Spinning on and on
'Til I'm old and tired
Even then I'm on fire

We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again

I'm sitting here writing the same sad song
With the cogs on fire, spinning on and on
'Til I'm old and tired
Even then I'm on fire

Watching us settle to fade in the dust
It's a shame, it's a crime
It's much, too much to hold
I'm tired, but hey, I'm on fire
Hey, hey, hey

We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again
We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again
We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again

We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again
We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again

We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again
We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again
We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again

We're either too old, too bold, or stupid to move, I guess we're
Caught on the wrong side of the shoe again