[ti:Turning Lane]
[ar:The Republic Of Wolves]
[al:]
[00:13.08]You thought you could free the slaves
[00:15.05]By filling out the proper paperwork
[00:19.34]Till you turned out all your pockets
[00:22.22]And realized they never were
[00:25.33]You pulled your kids out of the public school
[00:28.38]And resigned to your reverence
[00:31.23]And you set a torch to the old duck pond
[00:34.48]Where your heartache took up residence
[00:37.77]You were all dressed up
[00:40.71]But you didn't know what
[00:43.64]All the commotion inside you was for
[00:50.16]What did we expect after all that shame
[00:56.18]Some familiar stretch of crippling faith
[01:02.17]What did we expect after all that fear
[01:07.97]Some inheritance to make the past run clear
[01:22.15]Whoa
[01:39.77]Thought we could concentrate
[01:41.50]Just hard enough to let those feelings in
[01:45.83]We were both stuck in the turning lane
[01:48.82]But that's where we've always been
[01:51.95]I guess we took our love in one big dose
[01:55.04]And retired to the peasantry
[01:57.86]Saying: paradise exists
[02:00.59]But it is locked away inside our memories
[02:04.35]You couldn't sit still
[02:07.23]Not while you knew well
[02:10.11]That all the commotion was held in your name
[02:16.75]What did we expect after all that shame
[02:22.65]Some familiar stretch of crippling faith
[02:28.67]What did we expect after all that fear
[02:34.56]Some inheritance to make the past run clear