What They Say

Some fifteen years I was broken down
Yet to make a name
I bought some land by the oceanside
And that was where I stayed
White sand I held in my beaten palms
And I lost my discretion
Success it came
If there was more that I...more I could take

So how far beyond these lines
Was I supposed to stay?
Out here the voices yeah
They're calling me today
I hear the voices calling me away
And I'm afraid of what they say...

Once in awhile I was spread too thin
And I lost what never was
Dead in a sense, and I hit my boy
When it brought out my flaws

How far beyond these lines
Was I supposed to stay?
Out here the voices yeah
They're calling me today
I hear the voices calling me away
And I'm afraid of what they say...

How far beyond these lines
Was I supposed to stay?
Out here the voices yeah
They're calling me today
I hear the voices calling me away
And I'm afraid of what they say...