Something To Live For - Ed Harcourt

She’s moving like a forest fire

Leaving no path unscathed

Too young to be as jaded as I am

But old enough to feel the strain

I hope that I can hold on to The beauty that I’ll never match

An never-ending open wound

That started from a simple scratch

I want to save us from being saved

Before we get too old and waste away

Live some lovers destined to die young

And so through all the loss we’ve seen

Of friends who sit and think too much

Too fragile for the cold outside

Too proud to say what’s on their minds

This is for the broken fools

Whose flames are gone before their time

And if you see me trip an fall

Save me from a swift decline

I want to sink beneath a drunken sea

Look into your eyes when you take the breath from me There’s always something to live for