Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Middle, artist - Cog.
Date of issue: 18.01.2018
Song language: English
The Middle |
I took a trip today one thousand miles away |
And travelled further down a path that I had made |
So I just followed it to where it all began |
Until it all went quiet, that noise that’s in your head |
Just like a contour winds it’s way across the land |
I saw the lines in me but I didn’t understand |
If I was young or old or if I had a plan |
Remembering yesterday while staring at the end |
For years unclear as you gathered mementos |
Then it clicked when you finally let go |
Is it sink or swim in a rat’s bread tin or is this just a ride? |
And you feel more remote from the control |
But don’t get stuck like a moth on a light bulb yeah |
Is the urge to win buried deep within or somewhere nearby? |
(I know) |
Yeah it chokes like I clot in the bloodflow |
And it starts to spin when you pull back in knowing someday you’ll die |
(Unclear) |
Until the Fozz put a click on the tempo |
As the end begins look at where you’ve been in the blink of an eye |
Seems like only yesterday we were starting out |
No we ain’t got much time left before tomorrow |
Seems like only yesterday we were starting out |
No we ain’t got much time left |
And now your home’s in a bubble you don’t own |
It kinda stings like a bit of Tobasco |
Is it sink or swim in a rat’s bread tin or is this just a ride |
And there is shock at the state of your cash flow |
Now you feel like you’re someone you don’t know yeah |
As the end begins look at where you’ve been in the blink of an eye |
Seems like only yesterday we were starting out |
Ain’t got much time left before tomorrow |
Seems like only yesterday we were starting out |
I don’t know if I’m a young man or if I’m old |
In between, as it all unfolds |
I don’t know if I’m a young man or if I’m old |
Is it real or is it all just fool’s gold |
I took a trip today one thousand miles away |
And sipped a cup of tea with the Lindza that I’d made |
I dreamt of days gone by and stories I was told |
There ain’t no guarantees of young men growing old |
I took a trip today one thousand miles away |
And travelled further down a path that I had made |
I dreamt of days gone by and stories I’ve been told |
There ain’t no guarantees of young men growing old |