Testo: Tim Barry. Manchester. Raised And Grown.

If I make it that far, well, I won't need much
Just a little confidence and more luck
Won't need patience that comes at me in waves
Yeah, I can do without, just need a lift now and then
Sometimes these times are gone all trapped in the head
Ghosts all haunted with no one present
These drinks they'll take you in ways you shouldn't be
With girls you do want and some you shouldn't see
Cinderblock walls with cracked mortar sun leaks
Screen phone calls and floors of concrete

I made it that far, it's good enough
Take what you like, I won't leave much

Yeah, I've seen a lot
But I ain't seen it all
Yeah, I've said enough
And I meant it all

Mom's in the garden holding bad news from the north
Rain pours and seeps into soil
I'm active duty on the interstates
All books and kerosene and night into day
Headlights and break lights and veins high on speed
I sleep when I can, I move when I need
Counting names with a ring in my head
Making new life of the memories of those who have left
Some is shared of all that's kept inside
Love is the heart and hands grapple time

I made it that far, it's good enough
Take what you like, I won't leave much

Yeah, I've seen a lot
But I ain't seen it all
Yeah, I've said enough
And I meant it all
I will not give up [3x]
I had enough