Nobody Minds
Sons Of Silver
4:27Everyday the week grows longer Long enough to hang my head Humbled by the test of time Sha-la-la-la Holding up my arms, surrender Open up my hands and ask Someday will you answer me Sha-la-la-la Working on a Monday morning Working through a Sunday night 'Round the clock and 'round my neck Sha-la-la-la Old enough to know what's better Old enough to know what's right Someday time will punish me Sha-la-la-la And I'm running out of words Because I'm running out of answers Running into walls too high to climb and climb again And I'm running out of nerves Because I'm running out of chances Running to a call too hard to find And too hard to end Rolling up our sleeves together Rolling up prepared to fight Maybe that's a fight we need Sha-la-la-la Staring at a distant memory Staring at a different life Someday you will look at me Sha-la-la-la Worried 'bout the world we're leaving Worried 'bout the world we'll find Shoulda kept the children safe Sha-la-la-la Gathering the strength remaining Gathering the faith inside Someday I won't look the same Sha-la-la-la And we're running out of words Because we're running out of answers Running into walls too high to climb and climb again And we're running out of nerves Because we're running out of chances Running to a call too hard to find And too hard to end Everyday the week grows longer Long enough to hang my head Someday you will look at me And someday I won't look the same Rolling up our sleeves together Rolling up prepared to fight Maybe that's the fight we need Sha-la-la-la And we're running out of words Because we're running out of answers Running into walls too high to climb and climb again And we're running out of nerves Because we're running out of chances Running to a call too hard to find And too hard to end Running out of words Running out of words Running out of words Running out of words