[Verse 1]
If I was a poet, I'd ramble round
Seek the truth to know it inside out and upside down
Over time and under bridges
On the road and off the rails
Way yonder past religious, with your breath to fill my sail

[Chorus]
And it all comes down to rock 'n' roll
Sayin' hell with all the things we can't control
Sharin' the secrets of our souls
Like cherries in an alabaster bowl

[Verse 2]
With wine and watercolors
And everything that's good
I'll give you all I have, and I'll do the things I should
Sling dice till I hit snake-eyes
Trade my telly for a clock
Just to love you in the silence, between the tick and tock

[Chorus]
It all comes down to rock 'n' roll
Sayin' hell with all the things we can't control
Sharin' the secrets of our souls
Like cherries in an alabaster bowl
[Repeated Chorus/Outro]
It all comes down to rock 'n' roll
Sayin' hell with all the things we can't control
Sharin' the secrets of our souls
Like cherries in an alabaster bowl
Like cherries in an alabaster bowl