Unfold

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 breathing histories still at ease
 In the stories untold and my arms unfold
 (Give me some of that)
 My hands are high
 And I'm holding on, I'm holding on
 And I figure that I
 Figure that I just might make it
 And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping
 And the words repeat, ah
 Breathing histories in the stories untold
 Brrra-ha I, I unfold, ooh-ooh
 See now quality is what you see now
 In the corner of your eyes, say
 And don't be surprised if you hear
 The bells ring as they fall from the sky
 They sound bong, bong, bong, bong
 Bah-dah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ah, brrra-da bong, bong, bong, bong
 Fa-da, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Brrr-oh my my, oh-whoa, oh
 And then I, and I'm always holding up
 And then I'm holding, I'm holding
 I'm already holding up, holding up, ooh
 Said I'm holding up, and I'm holding
 I'm already holding I missed enough
 And I'm holding, holding up, ooh
 I'm holding up, and I'm holding
 I'm holding, I'm already holding
 I missed enough holding out, ooh
 See, 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, ah
 Breathing histories in the stories untold
 Brrra-ha I, I unfold, 'chea
 Yeah, I like that one