The Mark - Jet Set Satellite

Shoveling coal into an engineless soul

I don’t care to see

What’s ailing me Everything’s fine 'til the river runs dry

My crooked past awaits

I can’t keep straight

Did I seize a moment in my life?

Or do I wear the mark of my time?

Before my blood dries up around this heart of stone

When will these old eyes admit they’re on their own?

The night is on fire as the devil, he smiles

I drink myself away

Losing my grace

My fight is alive with you by my side

But you won’t never stay

Sealing my fate

Did I seize a moment in my life?

Or do I wear the mark of my time?

Before my blood dries up around this heart o stone

When will these old eyes admit they’re moving on?