Hell On The Throat-Dashboard Confessional

[00:06.70]A line of strands [00:08.66]to mark the trail [00:10.86]No one said it would be easy [00:16.74]I must admit [00:19.26]I'd thought the risk [00:21.44]was better waged in younger seasons [00:26.90]all these years in the cold [00:29.11]play hell on the throat [00:31.86]Until everything [00:33.44]I say burns like cinders [00:37.12]Well it's hard to belong to a girl or a song [00:42.15]And the crease of a strangling winter [00:47.96]It's strange to be lost [00:50.40]stranger still to belong [00:52.89]On the strings of a twisting lie [01:01.89]Along the way the turns are sharp [01:06.87]No one said they would be easy [01:12.61]I must admit [01:15.36]I thought the trip [01:18.60]was better made in younger seasons [01:22.18]But all these years in the pursuit [01:25.13]made a man of a fool [01:27.97]Till every word [01:29.53]I say is unwavered [01:32.88]Well it's hard to belong to a girl or a psalm [01:38.17]In the case of a selfish believer [01:43.88]It's strange to be lost [01:46.12]stranger still to belong [01:48.81]On the strings in a twisting line [02:38.11]And when the path [02:39.59]I have made [02:40.94]From the grass to the grave [02:43.46]I will love you still [02:48.83]And when the sand turns to glass [02:51.53]And all that's left is the past [02:54.15]And I will love you still