Signals Midwest

Calloused Hands
I guess it goes to show We've got an image to uphold So burn the blueprints, scrap the plans Cause we can hold this moment in our hands. And now we're testing these structures Will the hold or fall apart Just sit and wait in anticipation But will it end before it starts? And I can't help but smile My faith has been restored for the first time in a while. So tonight we make a toast Fists in the air, we'd better make the most of this So tomorrow I'll wait for the call To change everything or nothing at all And I think we're on the edge of something big here The likes of which have never been seen Remaining hopeful that things will change. Or will they be the same? Aus Songtexte Mania