Unfold (Eagles Ballroom Live Version)

Hands in line

Arms close to my side

I'm fighting tides

Of an ocean's undertows

And I figure that I might not make it out

Taking empty but seldom speaking

And the words retreat

Yeah, they breath in histories

Still at ease

And the stories untold

And my arms unfold

My hands are high

And I'm holding on, I'm holding out

And I figure that I

Figure that I just might make it

And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping

And the words repeat, breathing histories

Into stories untold, but I,

I unfold

See now my qualities are what you see now

In the corner of your eye

And don't be surprised

If you hear the bells ring

As they fall from the sky

They sound bong, bong, bong, bong, ba da

Yea yea yeah, ah, ba ba da da,

Bong, bong, bong, bong... ba da yea, yea, yea

My, my, whoa, oh,

High in the night,

And I'm always holding on

I missed enough

And I'm holding out your side

And I'm holding out this time

Cause I figure that I, and I figure that I

Just might make it

And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping

And the words repeat breathin histories

and the stories untold

But I,

I unfold