Lea-

ding

ev-

'ry-

thing

a-

long,

ne-

ver

far

from

be-

ing

wrong.

Ne-

ver

mind

these

things

at

all;

it's

no-

thing.

Could-

n't

find

my

way

to

you,

seems

that's

all

I

ev-

er

do.

Tur-

ning

up

in

black

and

blue,

re-

war-

ded.

All

the

sta-

tic

we

all

left.

Wait

un-

til

the

time

has

come,

fi-

gure

that's

where

time

comes

from.

Lea-

ving

all

my

sen-

ses

numb

is

hea-

ven.

Lif-

ted

up

the

fay

to

see

a-

ny-

thing

could

ne-

ver

be;

a-

ny-

thing

but

play

to

me

in

or-

der.

All

the

sta-

tic

we

all

left.

Take

it

back

for

them

to

keep,

fal-

len

in-

to

some-

thing

deep;

not

that

I

had

made

that

leap,

a-

noin-

ted.

All

the

sta-

tic

we

all

left.

Where

have

all

the

wis-

hes

gone?

Now

that

all

of

time

is

done,

wish

I

would

have

felt

I've

won

for

once.