

Seconds slipping through our open hands
Chasing shadows in the shifting sands
We build our towers out of dust and clay
Then watch the wind sweep them all away
No time to wait for a better sign No use in drawing
another line (no use at all)
Because life has no excuse
We break the ties and we cut it loose
No safety net, no holding back We find the fire that we
used to lack
We spent our winters in a silent room
Waiting for a flower that would never bloom
But spring is calling from the outer ledge
We're standing right on the razor's edge
Because life has no excuse
We break the ties and we cut it loose
No safety net, no holding back We find the fire that we
used to lack
No excuse... (no, no)