Caught in a dream of where I want to be wrapped in a web of where I am. I feel a wall between what is and what should be. You find me waiting for a miracle You hear me praying for a plan.
Make it home, don't care. Oh no, they don't care. . Ever knowing the way. Ever knowing the way. Ever knowing the way. . They made up their minds and they started packing.
Funny how I couldn't see. This is not at all about you, it's about me. Everything has happened the way it was meant to be. Here's an opportunity for us to find.
I got a warm fuzzy feeling. When I saw you on t.v.. You were wearing a piece of me. And it breaks my heart to look around. And see the unimpressed. Who can't believe the emperor is dressed.
Telephone calls. Apartment A is at it again. Paper thin walls. She's been sleeping around with other men. And other women. But right about now her head is swimming.
Sometimes I feel like I'm drunk behind the wheel. the wheel of possibility. However it may roll, give it a spin. See if you can somehow factor in. You know there's always more than one way.
As I wake I see a morning star. Through the window dimly shines. Its final statement at the closing of the day. I've got a few more minutes of night time before I rise.
There's trouble on the subway, there's something on the track. There's a dead end waiting and we can't go back. So take it to the highway, head back and open wide.
You can talk to me about powder-kegs. And how I'm sittin' on one right now.. You can warn me about candles. With both ends burning. From the outside, in..
Now you're pushing 31, duty calls you come and run. Instead of. Now you're pushing 31, duty call you come and run. . When will this be over, when will you be done.
Peel me off a fiver. That stack looks pretty thick. Money takes some time to make. We spend it all too quick. And I'll try to remember. That this is just a lender.
Turned 'round 6 o'clock and I'm still sleepin'. I don't have to work on Saturday. But I do anyway. 'Round the corner right on up to the shop. I come creeping, but it don't matter anyway.
I've been thinking 'bout the good old days. Decorated in a candy glaze. Each pretty ink blot pane. L tells a different tale. . Each photo on the mantle, sweet memories that never will go stale.
Those days when our hearts were as big as the sun. Turn around with a smile for everyone. That feeling's a memory. Funny how it fades away. You won't see those pale grays returning to blues.
Listen in.... Listen.... Listen in.... Listen.... Listen in to the sound. All the day stops. Chords keep ringing. Can't believe what I've found. I'm shellshocked.
Emily shrugs and drags her heels as she takes the guided tour. It seemed like such an amazing deal. When she was looking at the brochure. . Stuck on a bus with strangers.
Watch me, make you. Let me, take you. Follow down, I will penetrate you baby. Run you to the ground. I will make you hate you baby. . I'm an eater, I'm an eater, I'm an eater.
Once I had it all planned out. My dirty fingers moved about. to make a mess of everything around me. Now I don't claim to know my way. I still run in circles every day,runnin' around half blind.
I was wondering how you're feeling. I thought I saw you kneeling. And holding your gut last night. It looked like you were praying. But I heard someone saying.