James - I Know What I'm Here For

What a life A trick of light Then everything returns to the sea You can have whatever you want But are you disciplined enough to be free Turning love into a chore Promises come cheap dear reader Another page, another door Follow, follow me I know what I'm here for Hanging on through late december I know what I'm here for Follow, follow me Moving on Don't belong My life turned into a mall Every line is in the song Follow me out of the fall What an actor, what a show Going through some holy motions The bands are sharp but the singers slow Everything must go I know what I'm here for Souvenirs, polygraph tests Photographs fresh from the wreck What a poster saint he'll make In one take, one take I know what I'm here for Follow, follow me