A

plan

is

a

work

of

art

A

house

built

to

fall

a-

part

You're

dig-

ging

for

the

an-

swers

Crawl

a-

cross

the

world

to

find

There

are

just

more

ques-

tions

Wai-

ting

on

the

o-

ther

side

But

you're

still

here

You're

bleed-

ing,

but

you're

still

here

Pha-

ses,

the

mo-

tion

of

our

lives

A-

ges,

the

rote

of

chan-

ges

E-

ra-

ses

the

ink

be-

fore

it

dries

on

pa-

ges

It's

all

just

pha-

ses

We

sal-

vage

the

parts

we

can

And

work

on

a

bet-

ter

plan

Al-

ways

on

the

out-

side

Fin-

gers

clin-

ging

on

so

tight

Ki-

cking

at

the

win-

dow

Drea-

ming

of

a

bet-

ter

life

Take

what

you

can

Just

got

to

take

what

you

can

Pha-

ses,

the

mo-

tion

of

our

lives

A-

ges,

the

rote

of

chan-

ges

E-

ra-

ses

the

ink

be-

fore

it

dries

on

pa-

ges

It's

all

just

pha-

ses

And

some-

times

you

feel

how

good

it

is

And

low

tide

gives

way

to

high

tide

And

hard

times,

we

watch

them

come

and

go

Like

cra-

zes,

it's

all

just

pha-

ses