Текст песни Phases - Keane

A plan is a work of art
A house build to fall apart
You're digging for the answers
Crawl across the well to find
There are just more questions
Waiting on the other side
But you're still here
You're bleeding but you're still here
Phases
The motion of our life
Ages
The road of changes
Erases
The ink before it dries
On pages It's all just phases
We salvage the paths we can
And work on a better plan
Always on the outside fingers clinging on so tight
Kicking at the window dreaming of a better life
Take what you can
Just got to take what you can
Phases
The motion of our lives
Ages
The road of changes
Erases
The ink before it dries
On pages It's all just phases
And sometimes
You feel how cold it is
Low time
Gives way to high time
And hard times
We watch them come and go
Like crazes
It's all just phases