Well I leave the house With a paper bag and a cigarette And I ease the pain With another toast to this holy ghost That saves me from my inner fears On Sunday mornings at the pier And leaves me up and running still Bringing me back almost everything You can be the one To reunite yourself with your tragic past There will be someone Someone beautiful that you haven't met Still believing in the greater goals Like growing up and standing tall But nevertheless I enjoy to be unleashed and uncontrollable You can be the one Let's get away for long And even if it takes time I know that It will be fine