gone? It keeps me up at night Racing against the clocks I don't know how to stop Just stop and let me out Give me space to count my lucky stars I was
Oh what a mess, a crying excuse Jealous endeavors will turn you inside out again If I was a storm, you were the shore Calling me in but the sea devours
Baby where you going? Tell me where you been Don't you recognize me? I'm your Mr. A. Friend Only tell me only If you wanna come for a ride I can show
Homicide, on the front page of the daily rag Subway man fires into crowded screams Boldfaced obscenity, a beauty queen Scatters of poetry in her bag
Smoked in the basement Wrote you a song I wanna tell you all things I haven't told you everything A million moments wasted here alone Come away my long
From a mountain o?er the hills Made of counterfeit dollar bills He?d spoken through a fading summer?s light In the glisten of the dew There was silver
Come down, come down from your high horse You got some explaining to do Where have we been, where have we been, where have we been Chasing all of our
Late nights are scattered you come and you go as you please Changing perspective a sidewalk a shadow to match Scrawled on floorboards and echoed in gradient
Smoking our last cigarettes as the sun rolls up We will write this day into the books Nothing sure of stopping the flow of impossible starts Perspective
Out on the window ledges, hanging above Lights from the buildings downtown offer their love Circle the block for hours, lost in a fog Life in the city
this glorious day Brick by brick I lay Alone here in the dark This messed up work of art I'm building, I'm building Witness the construction Of a wall around my
can Thinking as you work That this land is your land But now you're bursting into my country You're messing up my fields You're playing games with my
west side I can't study war Yep I can't study war Uh Can I talk my shit again? Even if I don't hit again Dog are you fucking kidding? My hat, my shoes, my
debts Too much expectation Followed by hope and then a hate in the mess And the rest of my life was a glorious test Of my will and my selfish neglect
Put on my best Sunday dress And I walk straight into this mess of mine Yeah, put on my best Sunday dress I walk straight into this mess Watching you
shivers as it coarses your blood And your quivering throat keeps choking on those words Mama I tried a thousand times, I'm frozen to the core Your son is a glorious mess
kids grow up and learn to walk Because your life is full of pure desire A place so gloriously wired The lights and sounds, oh God, this is such a mess
The last thing I need is you Oh hell, what a glorious day it's been, Oh lord, look at the mess I'm in. My car broke down, So I waited for a shuttle bus
