We're safe and sound (Safe and sound) You could be my luck I know that we'll be safe and sound I could lift you up I could show you what you want to see And take you where you want to be Even if the sky is falling down Safe and sound

I'm in a trance Hey baby tell me can't you hear me calling I want to try to stop this life I take too much in the Saturday night I wake up in the morning And the sun begins to shine The day did sneak up on the night I see your face and I see myself

You know on every pay day She'd be standing around the landing crying You know love make you do things you don't want to do Your little trouble is coming home some day You know I had a job on the levee I had a good looking woman who lived in Hughes I had

I just want you to focus on my love Just focus on my Focus, focus Just focus on my love, yeah Just focus, focus Want 100% of your attention I just want you to focus Bedsheets turn to a white dress Want 100% so I'm in heaven

You don't need my love You don't want my love You got to find yourself another Piece of the action I've been lookin' for a trace Lookin' for a heart Lookin' for a lover in a world That's much too dark You want satisfaction oh yeah

I've been waiting for something for so long To show me the answers that I want A reason to believe in that's so strong But I don't think that it exists Yeah, give me reason to believe This world is not a sick machine When everywhere's a dead end in every

Let's go to bed early Turn out the lights It's only eight thirty But that's alright Know you ain't tired Neither am I And stay up all night There's a party going on tonight And we can go if you want to

And just breathe and believe It will be alright I just want you to come back home But tonight for tonight Just let it be Well I don't need you to be my stepping stone I don't need you to be my stepping stone Does it really even matter I got you letter on

I want you to know, I want you to see I want you to look beyond your own eyes Past your afflictions I want you to hurt, want you to bleed I want you to look beyond your own face Past your infections I'm taking back control with my knuckles Taking back

Vanishes in thin air The vanity of slaves Who wants to be there? To sweep the debris To harness dead horses To ride in the sun A life of confessions Written in the dust Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate he puts on his gloves