Songtext von Break Even

Jagged purple rocks Drunk with the tours and the travel guides We've all come to Hope Cove Singing the ??waning?? pop standard In the haven of our love Trying to break even Most of us will not turn back Somehow I know you will not Carry all the ancient medicine Steal my rosy red invention Gather the amps And dampen the camps The day is done When we see the sun Perhaps then the race is won