Flock of Dimes - Walking Lyrics

Chasing after the morning
Hearing some kind of call
Are we twenty miles from nothing here?
Are we anywhere at all?
Nothing on the horizon
Ticking time on the clock
We are dead in the water
We are walking just to walk
We are dead in the water
We are walking just to walk

Peculiar combination of hands and eyes and hair
And the glow of recognition
And an accidental stare
I can't make sense of the purpose
If only to go without
Not to run my hands around it
Put my fingers in its mouth
Can I run my hands around it?
Put my fingers in your mouth?

We are telling a story
Believable by day
But I find it unconvincing
When I feel this far away
I know there are other lives
And things I'll go without
But if I ever let it cross my mind, all I see are open mouths
If I ever let it cross my mind, all I see are open mouths

I think I can rest easy
Knowing what could be
If the present is decided
Then my life belongs to me
Work, it keeps me busy
Longing is my friend
Alone again, alone again
My time, it is my own again
Alone again, alone again
My time, it is my own again