Getting too late, nothing can wait. Pick up the pace, the clock is ticking. Losing this race, feeling like a waste. Taking up space, my brain is sticking.
Eric's room gets too small one night. (He). Takes his whole apartment outside. Down at his desk he sits and writes. Under a streetlight. . One starry night just like tonight when these.
One hundred days in dessert sand. A drifter in no-man's land. Following someone else's caravan. . I roam like a nomad since I left. Soaking in solitude.
Sunburned faces watch a nuclear sky. Initial conflict on the fourth of july. Children hide their heads and wonder why. No one really cares. . Crying on the inside.
Push forward. Lay to rest old fears. Not long ago I was one of them. I'm changing. The more I've changed. The harder it is to face what I was before. .
It was yesterday when you stopped by. And you looked as if you had no cares at all. But behind those eyes. And a fragile smile. You said good-bye. Nothing's real anyway.
Left the water running out again. Can you feel it washing over you. Left the water running out again. Can you feel it coming over you. Left the water running out again.
She don't know where I came from. I'm feeling like I'm half-alive. She don't know and I don't care. Two of us are scared to laugh. . What a waste of saturday.
Chasing after monsters. You become one, too. When you're staring into nothingness. It's looking back at you. Nothing's ever easy. Does it come with time?.
I want to lie to you. All you can do is listen. My smile is blinding you. You'll never find out the truth. You don't know which side I'm on. The whole world can take me on.
It's funny how your head never leaves the clouds. When you're walking down the street. Stepping through the air so nonchalant. You try so hard to flaunt, the sight is such a comedy.
Go to sleep, turn out the light. In dreams we'll meet, tonight. Always you're in my mind. You whisper and I smile. . How can you remember, so perfectly?.
You reach out to pat my back. But twist the knife instead. I can't touch your private world. Or illusions of your mind. . Season of unearthly need. Reading further down.
I was alone and frightened. Until you came along. I was afraid of everyone. You showed me I was wrong. You came into my life. And helped me take a stand.
Waking up on the ceiling. Got an uptight downbeat feeling. It's a long way from okay today. . Is this a trick, maybe voodoo. I don't stick to the ground like you do.
Stitched up like a wounded soldier. Rain falls on my parade. Any time I get the nerve to ask her. It's two heartbeats too late. . Guys in shiny ties and GQ hairdos.
Picture out the window is razor sharp. Horizontal lines stretch out so far. Reach out for a hand in the dark. . Watching all the colors drifting by. Look forever down that mountainside.
Hanging out among the living dead. Things seem to come up. Short of everything. You ever wanted in your life. . Meeting at the cemetery gates. Go through the motions.
I saw her get off the bus. Perfectly dangerous. Though I could tell the trouble she'd spell. I fell for Gabrielle. . She said, "I can't stay long. There's somewhere else I belong".
Striking out at everyone. Feels like no one's listening. Suddenly it's not the same. You've been sleeping all this time. . Throw your fist into the air.