The Mutineer - Mojave 3

A prison curse—I'm sorry

If some hurt

They’re thrown with speed, so

Please believe I’m sorry

If some hurt

I am sorry if some hurt

There’s my face

And it’s the place I live in

It’s by the sea

I’ve eyes of brown

Suns that drown and sink

Without a trace

Yeah, they sink without a trace

Hear the band

Yeah, here they stand and wait

For your applause

Could change this room

With these chords—this tune

In my mouth could form a smile

But loose talk and fears fuel

The mutineers, but I’m

Too old to care

And all that’s left

Are words, one breath

I am sorry if some hurt

Yeah, I’m sorry if some hurt

I’m sorry if some hurt

Yeah, I’m sorry if some hurt