Living Proof

Does the sun still shine on a dead end street?

Will the walls still roll out of broken concrete?

Is there anything left for a sinner like me?

I'm tired of talking 'bout someday

All the keepin' givin' of the dog day

Nothing is forgiven, it's the hard way

Right or wrong

I'm tired of talking 'bout somehow

Wake up, let us welcome to your breakdown

'Cause damn, we just got nothing left to prove now

They and you

We're living proof

Close your eyes and tell me what you think and see

It's taking hope enough to make a fool believe It's the alien in the hole I see and I'd like to make

I'm tired of talking 'bout Sunday All the keepin', givin' and the doggin'

Nothing is forgiven, it's the hard way.

What I'm tired of talking about somehow.

Wake up fellas, welcome to your breakdown.

This family tree's got nothing left to prove now.

Me and you, never living through.

'Cause the son becomes the father, then the father is the son.

The sun is forever in the circle

And the circle's never done

It's loveless whenever when I put paint in the sand

It's time you understand

I'm tired of talking about Sunday

All the keepin' givin' on the dog day

Nothing is forgiven, it's the hard way

Right or wrong, I'm tired of talking about somehow

Wake up, let us work until you break down

This damn retreat's got nothing left to prove now

Me and you, we're living proof