Suicidal sunrise and the tears upon your face It seems all that keeps you existing in this place Are the powders and tonics after all the guests are gone
Oh no, here I go again, I must be crazy well every sign says turn back before it's too late and I've got my heart in my hand, pedal to the floor yeah
This is a barn and I know it's haunted. The corn rattles and the shadows move. It's just the way, it's just the way I'm feeling. I want to lie down
Here I am again Coming in from the cold Here I am again Humming your tune Well here I am again Just waiting around in my rain soaked shoes Half smile,
This is a story of burning bridges and allowing time to pass this is a story of forgiveness and breaking things in my hands this is a story of understanding
You thought it'd be, you thought it'd be, a rose-ride did you? With a carousel and a ticker-tape parade. You can try your luck, but everything's a long
Maybe I won't give you a chance to untangle all your stories... I'll be as graceful as a bird now, following the skyline... and I'll land resting on
August 28th and the rain slid in, like a brooding lullaby The barn behind the school burned down and the cat got the bird the whole town watched a man
You've been low, you've been thinking about the last time, but I know there's still a window that leads outside... Sweet air through the summer screen
Well I slide through the days or drink them like water, hope I'll wake up again to a sparrow song... I'm holding myself, waiting and waiting in the belly
Everything is free now, That's what they say. Everything I ever done, Gotta give it away. Someone hit the big score. They figured it out, That we're gonna
Well, I'm lost today, I'm almost wandering back to the door that slammed in my face, oh but here I am, here I am, here I stay... But when will the street
Well you knew me pretty well but I never let you see my dark side so it's perfectly appropriate that I'm careening down the highway screaming at the top
I've got skin like birch bark You can peel me off and lose me to the wind I guess it's too late to protect myself from this It feels like I've been driving
It was a saffron day on the avenue I took the evening train back to my dark room And the periwinkle sky was just the night in disguise Oh and everything
Two doves lying dead side by side on the cement two doves didn't know what hit'em as they flew into their reflections and you're a reflection of what
It's about that time we start unwinding, any hope we wrapped around the distant light in the silent conversation that never blossomed into sound Cause
Well I never won you over, I just caught you on a good day... We were laughing in the back of an old city taxi, with no mention of my borrowed time, just
