The Will Song - Heartless Bastards

Wanna keep on movin', I am hanging on a wire

I’ve lost reception from the faded spire

And when the silence all comes crashin' down

There’s nothin' left but for you to make a sound

And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?

Certain innuendos make it so hard to be

And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me?

Certain innuendos make it so hard to be

There are things that I remember

In a way I had reflection

There are things that I remember

In a way oh what you will

In a way make it what you will

In a way oh what you will

In a way make it what you will

You keep on moving on, you keep on moving on