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 just might make it
And I'm waking empty but I'm seldom speaking
And the words retreat
Breathing histories in the something unknown
The stories untold and my arms unfold

My hands are high
And I'm holding up, I'm holding up
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 in the stories untold
And I, I unfold, yeah, yes, ah

See, now, quality is what you see now
In the corner of your eye, so don't be surprised
If you hear the bells ring as they fall over the skyline
They soundin' bong, bong, bong, bong
Ba-dah, yeah, yeah, shea
Ah, they soundin' bong, gone, gone, gone

Rrra-da-ba, rrra-da-ba-ba-do, no
Oh my, my, whoa, oh, rrra-mm-ah
I'm always holding up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Na-na-na-na-na 'nother side
And up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up

Bong, bong, bong

And I heard (and I heard, and I heard)
What did I think I heard? (I think I heard)
Well, I think I got it all figured out now (got it all figured out now)
And I think they're on to make me see
As I was driving up to save myself
Driving up coasts (driving up coasts, driving up coasts)
City after city, after city, after city, after city, after all
Day after day, after day, night after night, hall after hall (hall after hall)

What keeps me going is her call (is her call, is her call)
She's calling me (calling me, calling me)
She's clever as a bell can be (clever as a bell can be, bell can be)
Well, she loves me, loves me, loves me, loves me, loves me (loves me, loves me)
Yeah, she loves me, loves me, loves me, yeah, she does (loves me, yeah she does)
Oh, she loves me, loves me, loves me, loves me, loves, she

And I'm unfolding, unraveling (unraveling, unraveling)
See, my sweet thing is calling for me
She sings of the bong, bong, bong
She lets out a bong, bong, bong
See, my sweet thing has been calling for me
She sings of the bong, bong, bong
She lets out a bong, bong, bong

Rrra-da-va-va-vum, la-va-vum
See-de-ve-la-va-vum, la-va-vum
See-de-ve-la-va-vum, la-va-vum
See-de-ve-la-va-vum, la-va-vum
See-de-ve-la-va-la-vum, la-da-dum
See-de-ve-la-va-la-vum, la-da-dum
See-de-ve-la-va-la-do, rrra-da-do
See-de-ve-la-va-do

Yes, I'm holding up your sign
Said, I've already kissed enough
How should I know when is enough? Ooh, yeah
And I'm holding out your sign
Said, I've already missed enough
Well, here I'm showing up, ooh, yeah

And I'm holding up just thinking
That I'm holding up the line
Well, I figure that I
Well, 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
And I unfold, oh-oh