Phases

A plan is a work of art A house built to fall apart You're digging for the answers Crawl across the world to find There are just more questions Waiting on the other side But you're still here You're bleeding but you're still here Phases, the motion of our lives Ages, the rote of changes Erases the ink before it dries on pages It's all just phases We salvage the parts we can And work on a better plan Always on the outside Fingers clinging on so tight Kicking at the window Dreaming of a better life Take what you can Just got to take what you can Phases, the motion of our lives Ages, the rote of changes Erases the ink before it dries on pages It's all just phases And sometimes you feel how good it is And low tide gives way to high tide And hard times, we watch them come and go like crazes, it's all just phases --- Phases - Keane