Another Door Closes Songtext
von Jont

So if another door closes
I hope you see the window opening
There′s people suffering all the time
Don't waste your days, life slips away
Like butter from a knife
And if you′ve had a good day, my sis
Make sure you raise your baton, give your wife a kiss
There's secret species eggs in lines
Stolen from nests time after time
Like butter from a knife

Oh, can't you see we′re all crashing in slow-mo
Holding to this wheel with no hole
What′s the use?
Don't want to be sleeping too long
Why can′t we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin?
Making do is no way to live
What's the use?
We′re only here, then we're gone, gone, gone


So turn your collar up to some wickedness
And fudge the lines between the crimes you′ve been taught to miss
There's ancient ladies baking bread
Bent underneath this pyramid
And all these things that you and her have never said
And when the time comes that you and her must kiss
Well, if you miss her mouth and screw it up a bit
You can impress her when you say
"Darling, each and every day life slips away
Like butter from a knife"

Oh, can't you see we′re all crashing in slow-mo
Holding to this wheel with no hole
What′s the use?
Don't want to be sleeping too long
Yeah, why can′t we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin?
Making do is no way to live
What's the use?
We′re only here, then we're gone, gone, gone

So if another door closes
I hope you feel the window opening
There′s people hurrying down the lines
Don't waste your days, life slips away
Like butter from a knife