Lifetime Songtext
von Bob Mould

The clouds move between you and me in New York City
The song gets fuzzy on the AM radio
Tucked underneath the pillow
I move my fingers slow across the frequencies
And try to dial in the sound
To drown the noise out and stop the world from falling
How it anchors me down

Half the verse it disappears in the static and the haze
For a lifetime we have
And the second refrain gets lost in the rain

But that′s the magic and mystery
It's how we fall in love


We worship God together and worship us alone
As we kneel in the bed
You turn the light out and say goodnight out loud

For a lifetime we have

So when you′re old and broken down
And you can't conjure up a sound
Don't despair, my darling
The tubes will glow and fill the room
With the scent of burning dust

That′s the lifetime we have
That′s the lifetime we have

The clouds move between you and me in New York City
Don't despair, my darling
The song gets fuzzy on the AM radio
That′s the lifetime we have
That's the lifetime we have