| St. Andrews Hall |
|---|
| Made it here this far |
| Sixteen hours days |
| Copacetic, I’ve still got the weight of the world on me |
| Made it here this far |
| And she’s leaving |
| Where, she didn’t say |
| Sinking down where I last drown |
| So is this the end? |
| But she didn’t say |
| And there’s no answer yet |
| At St. Andrews Hall |
| Oh tomorrow |
| Oh Chicago |
| Let me leave |
| Let me go |
| I’m letting go |
| I can feel it slipping through my hands |
| Sinking down where I last drown my thoughts here again |
| And she didn’t say |
| And there’s no answer yet |
| At St. Andrews Hall |
| Oh tomorrow |
| Oh Chicago |
| Let me leave |
| Let me go |
| And there’s no answer yet |
| At St. Andrews Hall |
| Oh tomorrow |
| Oh Chicago |
| Let me leave |
| Let me go |
| Oh tomorrow |
| Oh Chicago |
| Let me leave |
| Let me go |
| I’m letting go |
