All Time Low

Hope lives with darkness
He sleeps in her bed
And darkness fills tables
With desperate friends
For the harvest of heartache
On which hope depends
How the lost echo
The light at the end
Is a white paper pin whole

Loosely pinned to the wall
Down the miles of darkened hall
Your seat was set
Before you fell
And the house you get
Is how you tell
All of your voice for the song of your savior
Only to find you were never in favor

Michael on the outside
Always looking in
A dog in the fight
But his dog never wins
If he works that much harder
His ship might come in
He gives it the old heave-ho
Signs up his soul
And works his hands to the bone

Michael outside looking in
One day management notices him
You've got heart
A lot to give
Bring me sand
Take this sieve

All of your heart for the love a father
Only to find you are farther and farther
All of your voice for the song of a savior
Only to find you were never in favor
All of your working in vain to turn the wind
Only to find your fate's predetermined

Push the wheel
Push the wheel
Push the wheel
Push the wheel
Push the wheel
Push the wheel
Push the wheel
Push the wheel

Hope lives with darkness
He sleeps in her bed
And darkness fills tables with desperate friends
Now you know when hope enters
You've entered the end
At the all time low
Ever so kindly softening the blow

Michael outside looking in
Michael outside looking in
Michael outside looking in
Michael outside looking in