Making a Still Songtext
von Bannerman

I′m aching still, I've been itching to kill my dreaming
Hungry and dry, throat heaving
My whole body′s a drill
And even if I get blown away
I'll come back again, in style
I'm aching still, I′ve been fixing to kill my demons
All of my horrors leaving
In spirits I swim
And even if the clouds roll away
I will suffer in
For time is digging my hole


They′re all leaving town without us
Can we tag along?
They're all leaving town without us
Is there something wrong?
Oh yeah, there′s something wrong
I'm aching still, I′ve been a long time healing
Seam from behind receding
They tell me I'm over the hill
And even if the clouds roll away
I will sin again
For time is digging my hole