Glen Phillips & Toad Lyrics

Always returning

Here we go falling out of ranks You're unafraid of consequence I'm faking it as if you hadn't guessed "Heave ho" Throwing out the past You will speak for optimism I can be the realist Slow down, hold on Oh you don't know what's to come You say, my love I should let you go I'm watching you run, breaking down walls Making your waves, bearing your cross You're turning away but after it all You're always returning You're always returning I recall rides and kettle corn Barkers in their boxes Hawking games nobody's ever won They'll spit you out Like water from a fountain And pretty as it looks my friend They'll use you 'til there's nothing left You have my trust, you can move on if you must You'll still have us but it gets so hard Every time you turn away You're always returning