Songtext von Giving Cup

Believe, believe that's how they teach you to breathe But what do they expect when they say decide You say it's your right Well it's mine too You say you go out every night What's a boy to do? Are we waxing or waning or is that just the choice of the moon Or do we need mooring tie yourself to the nearest tree Everyone is tumbling yeah Adjust your straight-ahead A sharp edge needing blunting Make it round as a ball