Go your way I'll take the long way 'round I'll find my own way down As I should And hold your gaze There's coke in the Midas touch A joke in the way that we rust And breathe again And you'll find loss And you'll fear what you found When the weather comes Tearing down There'll be oats in the water There'll be birds on the ground There'll be things you never asked her Oh how they tear at you now Go your way I'll take the long way 'round I'll find my own way down As I should And hold your gaze There's coke in the Midas touch A joke in the way that we rust And breathe again And you'll find loss And you'll fear what you found When the weather comes Tearing down There'll be oats in the water There'll be birds on the ground There'll be things you never asked her Oh how they tear at you now