The Constant

Some choices aren't yours to decide All requests can be denied Sometimes you're buried to your neck in sand just waiting for the tide Sometimes it isn't safe outside Sometimes lies are just lies The truth can be it's own disguise Sometimes you won't know when someone you once loved dies Some players never take the prize Some players like to cheat Some rely on self defeat Sometimes the aim is just to carry on the game but not compete Revenge is rarely very sweet But your ghost never goes away from the edge of my eye And the limits of this image Keep me spinning, and I can't say goodbye And that's the constant, the controlled variable That aims to prove that a body on the highway can outrun its soul. When threads of memory untie Where pavement drains into the sky Sometimes time goes racing by while you grind every gear you try Some flames get blown out by a sigh Some bridges need to burn Some motherfuckers never learn Sometimes it's hard to tell when something's none of your concern Not everybody gets a turn But his ghost never goes away from the edge of my eye And the limits of this image Keep me spinning, and I can't say goodbye And that's the constant, the controlled variable That aims to prove that a body on the highway can outrun its soul. Tell me death is not a valley, but a peak With a view that'll make your knees weak Of a river that washes the rough edges off Like the tears that run down my cheek