Feels so much colder, now you?re away Blue room in Archway Searchin' all the places you could be And I can feel your ghost over me Four walls ultra marine
One is for Man is god god is now end is near pain is good time is dear
Keeling at the sink I'm reeling waiting for the calm that can't be found I've swallowed all the pills, I'm cold and the dreams are starting to take hold
... and I think you know I think you know my body's achin' so take the time to take your time and feel the power surging through let it wash all over
I was dreaming about Hamilton Square And the newsstand by the station Where we bought the papers every single day I was thinking about the way we treat
Come fly, fasten seatbelts before we land give it all up to the custom man before we can leave we must go thru again come ride the runaway with me. fly
Just drop me here I can find my way clear back to my house, I'm finding it hard trying to stay on my feet on my own i'm thinking of ways I can get out
Try to put yourself in my place It?s written all over my face I?m closer to God I?ve shed my dirty old skin Grown a brand new feeling I?m closer to God
your eyes Wake up, it's so beautiful For what could be the very last time Twenty five, don't recall a time I felt this alive So wake up boo, there's
It thinks it's right when it knows it's wrong It's been like this right from day one It don't need anyone to be its guide But it needs someone on its
Could I get much colder To live somewhere else In my head and in my heart Is it to much to forgive And if I were much wiser Maybe I would
Hey! what's that noise? do you remember? kill yourself at work for what seems nothing at all then you go home and you cry and you feel so very small,
I don't need you preachin' Tellin' me points of law I got my own problems trying to stay off the floor as the vultures circle and the bills and demands
It's as big or if you want it too small for the eye to see Dare you take a peek inside it forget yourself what can it be? things you know you shouldn'
Greet the world with tired but something just ain't right head of dust and leaves and sand creeping past your window I can see the face of love and pain
Wishin? I was skinny Wishin? that the whole world knew my name Wishin? I was thrillin?, that I would never be to blame Wishin? I was kissin? a girl with
It?s good to belong the dead man?s clothes That you wear like a medal of honor Why bother? These clothes do not fit me I was born for today and the day
I've tried so damn hard to convince her But my plea's in vain I still feel the same as I did Could you call her? Maybe tell her? It might sound right