Another Way Around

Trust me when I say that I understand

That believing in nothing is a lead-heavy hand

That the fate of the water resolves in the sand

That maybe all we're doing's for nothing

But you pace down the hall with nothing to say

And the chords all feel empty when you sit down to play

So you stand in the doorway and wait for a change

Wishing that every piece was for something

But of nothing is sacred

Then nothing is lost

And I'm in your corner

Whatever the cost

If the fists that are flying are keeping you down

Then we'll fight a little harder

And find another way around

But still the traces of you seem to lie spread apart

The engine won't turn and the furnace won't spark

Conversations of futures resign to the dark

It feels like all that you built may just crumble

But I know that I see in your eyes there's a space

To salvage the moments all nearly erased

To finally hold on to the feelings you chase

To learn how to sprint through a stumble

'Cause of nothing is sacred

Then nothing is lost

And I'm in your corner

Whatever the cost

If the fists that are flying are keeping you down

Then we'll fight a little harder

And find another way around

If the fists that are flying are keeping you down

We'll fight a little harder

And find another way arounds