Break Even

Throw the old songs away
Burn our records, we don’t need them anyway
Sell our memories on the streets and buy
some chemicals to bring us through tonight

Pictures fading to grey
behind cigarette smoke and yellow glass in broken frames
Images of someone else’s life
Well I don’t care, we’re leaving anyway

Lord knows how hard we’ve tried
to find our way
into the breathing light
We’re falling from the sky
into the night

Hush now, it’s okay,
you must believe me
I know, this is our last chance
for breaking even

Leave all the stories behind
Their melodies have lost their space and time
like worn out colors on a movie screen
they fade away, and so do we

Throw the old songs away
We’ll sing a new one in a different key
sell our memories on the streets and buy
some chemicals to bring us through tonight