Made to Last

When you gonna shake off the malaise
I need you to be on I need you strong
For all the trouble that belongs
To us
When you follow me into the maze
And not the one you know
There will be false starts
There will be madness and a moat
And then the exit starts to glow
Oil drips from the vine
It trickles down your fingers
As I take your little hand in mine
And later, with the sadness of the saints
Say nothing’s made to last these days
But I’m gonna be by you 'til my last days
When you gonna shake off the malaise
I need you to be on I need you strong
For all the trouble comin' on
Oh, baby stand tall
The innocent time you’re in now
Ain’t so innocent after all
But something of a golden age remains
See, nothing’s made to last these days
But I’m gonna be by you 'til my last days