A (non-recovered?) alcoholic in the opera, and Jackson Pollack said,
"All these things, all these things are yours."
She said, "You're not blessed and you're not cursed. In the end, you write your verse."
Yeah, all these things, all these things are yours.
Let that feeling born in shadow,
let it make you, make you strong,
and the demons you've got to carry,
carry you on, and on, and on.
(Drunk, cold?) chains, addict (something ?), took us all to better days.
Said all these things, all these things are yours.
'Cuz all these things, all these things are yours.
Let that feeling born in shadow,
let it make you, make you strong,
and the demons you've got to carry,
carry you on, and on, and on.
'Cuz all these things, all these things are yours.
All these things, all these things are yours.
All these things, all these things are yours.
What happened to you, man, I've been there too.
'Cuz all these things, all these things are yours.
Let that feeling born in shadow,
let it make you, make you strong,
and the demons you've got to carry,
carry you on, and on, and on.
Let that feeeeeeeeling that you caaaaarry
No, no, no.