Mrspotter's Lullaby Lyrics - This Desert Life - Counting Crows

Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most 

I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host 

If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts 

You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast 

Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame 

I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame 

If you've never stared off into the distance then your life is a shame 

And though I'll never forget your face, 

Sometimes I can't remember my name 

Hey Mrs. Potter don't cry 

Hey Mrs. Potter I know why but 

Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me 

Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing 

And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings 

And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring 

And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything 

Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said 

And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head 

And the Ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever instead 

When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed 

Hey Mrs. Potter don't go 

I said hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but 

Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me 

All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep 

And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep 

All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep 

Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep 

So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams 

It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream 

Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem 

Aw, but I'd sure like to find out 

So why don't you climb down off that movie screen 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't turn 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I burn for you 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me 

When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor 

And orders another. well, I wonder what he did that for 

That's when I know that I have to get out cause 

I have been there before 

So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door. Yeah. 

We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars 

We stand up in the Palace, 

Like it's the last of the great pioneer town bars 

Aw, we shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars 

Well, you can see a million miles tonight 

But you can't get very far 

Aw, you can see a million miles tonight 

But you can't get very far 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't touch and 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not much but 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me 

Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me