The days are long The nights are short The road is longer than we thought And with the smooth I took the rough I'm trying to find the balance We're hanging by a thread There must be Some way out of here I made my strongest swinging punch The kind that takes a run up It didn't help a single bit I cracked and split my knuckles I'm hanging on How did we finish here? I lost you in the fog We cannot see a thing We cannot see your hands They're right in front of mine These things don't matter 'Cause my heart is shattered We mixed, we doubled I've met her, my flesh and blood Marla, my love