It's a foregone conclusion So blame it on me I really don't care I was a worm, I was a creature I get on the ground the second I'd see you You cannot command your love I wasn't a catch, I wasn't a keeper I was walking around like I was the one who found

Piece by piece But piece by piece, he collected me up Off the ground, where you abandoned things Piece by piece he filled the holes that you burned in me Six years old and you know He never walks away He never asks for money He takes care of me Piece by

In a great big world, spinnin' around People walkin' around on shaky ground My foundation's solid Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea It's you that keeps me solid I don't own nothin' new I might look like a mess to you This ol' thing I drive

You are tired, you are hurt A moth ate through your favorite shirt The ground you walk Lose your mind You have learned way too soon And all your friends fertilize And all your friends, they fertilize Your grandpa died when you were nine They said he had

Can you hear me now? Hear me now Where'd you go? Where's your home? How'd you end up all alone? There's no light, there's no sound Hard to breathe, when you're underground What do I see? As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

If I had my way Tear this building down I would tear this building down You read about Sampson and from his birth The strongest man that ever lived on Earth One day old Sampson was walking alone He looked down on the ground and he saw an old jaw-bone He

In a great big world, spinnin' around People walkin' around on shaky ground My foundation's solid Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea It's you that keeps me solid I don't own nothin' new I might look like a mess to you This ol' thing I drive

Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin' 'round soon In the end, son, I was once like you The hole in the ground is comin' 'round, comin' 'round soon I walk through fire, I feel no pain Fields of war which fuel my veins Cut me, child,

Bow your head In the sea of red There are stories to be told As the years go by All the memories unfold Now look and listen as you walk around And you'll hear voices on the wind Those lonely whispers from this hallowed ground