Worry About It Later - Brakes

Your card’s on the table

And the cat’s in the cradle

And your heart’s been skipping like a jumping bean

Brain’s been waking in the sixth degrees

Your time’s on the table

And you’re young fit and able

And your love’s been aching like an acorn tree

Take a spin around oh one two three

It’s easy to blame chaos on the ones with cloaks and daggers who

Push the hidden hands that hold the strings of ultimate control

When you ain’t got love

Time’s ticking tables and the new towers of babel

And your heart’s been kicking in the sixth degrees

Take a look around from one to see

It’s a blue sky december

It’s your turn to remember

Oh your brain’s been bursting from the broken seams

Take a spin around oh one two three

It’s easy to blame chaos on the ones with cloaks and daggers who

Push the hidden hands that hold the strings of ultimate control

When you ain’t got love

It’s the turn of the saviors

It’s an all natural favor

And the band’s been kicking in the old kick drum

Words can trickle when you start to run

And my heart’s been tazered

And my brain’s been phazered

And my feet’s been skipping like jumping beans

Take a spin around oh one to sees

It’s easy to blame chaos on the ones with cloaks and daggers who

Push the hidden hands that hold the strings of ultimate control

When you ain’t got love