Checking in every morning. To the sound of steam and caffeine. The sludge in the bottom of the cup. Just like the sludge in the stream. Slag heap keep growing higher.
Tomorrow morning I'll be rising. And I keep waiting for the sun to shine. Goodbye yesterday, I need to find a better way. Tomorrow morning should be fine.
I'm out of inspiration. Time to break it in a million little pieces. The magic and depression. It settles in like cancer of the soul. . Turn the corner as I turned a phrase.
When you're feeling empty. Fragile, hungry and stoned. Sweet cinnamon spice. And then you're on your own. . Retracing footsteps of my younger days. Hold on, rearview mirror lies in the haze.
I started out so starry-eyed. Full of hope and wonder. And I wore flowers in my hair. Not aware I'd been defiled. . (Every time I see you) I know it's going down.
I come to you to ask for your forgiveness. I need to lift you up before I fall. I'll comfort you, I know it makes a difference. When nothing else is making sense at all.
Your god, your god, my god, my god. Enough, enough, enough, I'm losing my mind. You lie, you lie, you lie, you lie. You lost, you lost, you're lost, you're losing your money.
I'm falling from the sky, the gravity, the spin. I hate the chaos but it's where it all begins. My early days, always got my way. I brought it on myself, the kid with crooked face.
Hey Mr. Grey, that's what the children say. Life used to be so hard, get off my yard. . They're so young, they're so dumb. They don't understand. Kids don't follow, kids don't lead.
Airplanes flying overhead. While I toss and turn in bed. A life in disarray. . Crumbling ground. Tumbling down. Run to the sound. Of a fire in the city.
The coldest wind rushes through the broken window. Leaves they scatter in the breeze. Winter come so soon, time to gather for the freeze. . I brace my back, waiting for the fall.
Going home, where to go. Where the whole thing started. And you know. Going back won't be fun forever. . As you go, hasn't been forever. Going home, leaving home forever.
Just the thought of losing you. Is much more than I can take. Tell me I'm not going crazy. Tell me that I'll be okay. . After all that we've been through.
Looking outside my window. All I see is gray. I'm watching the clouds roll by every day. . And we make a reservation. You say you'll be on time. I say, "I might be a little late".
What's this humming in my head. Was it something that someone said. It's connecting us with them. Electric wires turned on again. . Well, it aggravates, pacifies.
Barren lands and barren minds, ice cold ice. In another place and time, ice cold ice. I feel I've never known myself, ice cold ice. Frozen in the sand again, ice cold ice.
Twenty years ago. Saw a friend was walking by. And I stopped him on the street to ask him. How it went and all he did was cry. . And I looked him in the face.
You put is all on welfare and try to keep us tame. The food stamps we get so we don't question the system. Spread diseases on us and blame it on the gays.
Jackrabbit done run 'cross that road. Goin' to motel in the sky. That rabbit done, story been told. Why that jackrabbit done go die?. . Old turtle go next 'cross that road.
And all these songs I write for you. They tear me up, it's not hard to do. Listen to my voice. It's the only weapon I kept from the war. . And I can soothe every ailment you endure.