Death Cab For Cutie - Stability Lyrics
time for the final bout. rows of deserted houses:all our stable mates are highway bound.give us our measly sum:getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly.we're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt.we'll rest easy (justified).i've suffered a swift defeat, i'll endure countless repeats.the gift of memory is an awful curse.with age it just gets much worse, but i won't mind.