The Motions

Going through the motions

You can lose all feeling in you limbs

You sing your hymns but do

They touch your heart?



So afraid of failure

Now you're nailing your own coffin in

Just start again

And say you've changed your mind



There is no music

There is no music

There is no music

In going through the motions



There is no music

There is no music

There is no music

In going through the motions



Going through the motions

You can lose all feeling in the song

You kept so long

To sing at winter's end



There is no music

There is no music

There is no music

In going through....



There is no music

In going through....



There is no music

In going through the motions