Lyrics The Will Song - Heartless Bastards

The Will Song

Wanna keep on movin', I am hanging on a wire
I’ve lost reception from the faded spire
And when the silence all comes crashin' down
There’s nothin' left but for you to make a sound
And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be
And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?
Certain innuendos make it so hard to be
There are things that I remember
In a way I had reflection
There are things that I remember
In a way oh what you will
In a way make it what you will
In a way oh what you will
In a way make it what you will
You keep on moving on, you keep on moving on