Empty hours pass my eyes The floor, my checkered bed There you stand like natures child Unfettered by my wandering head The night creeps on so tired
Sometimes when I think about life I feel out of rhythm You know I feel out of rhythm Feet step Nonstop until your last breath What are we really giving
Lift me up from your shallows I am stumbled in a lonely grave Lift me up from your shallows I am destined to live ashamed I?ve been sold out by my best
Thank you for the pain At first it felt so strange But coming clean, I?ve always the one who takes the blame But now the table?s turned And I?ve been
I don?t wanna talk to you I don?t wanna know your name I don?t wanna feel your pain I don?t wanna be a part of a never ending sore I don?t wanna leave
I am standing still This page I?ve yet to fill With words describing thoughts that dread To leave my head You leave me, dear, un-led You are an ocean
Yeah, wear those shoes You know They go with that skirt You know You take so long to get your hair just right Put your coat on Then you turn to me and
Red light Street sign Bad night Rewind Mama?s only killing time Held up Let down Get stuck Rewound Something taken Broke down Suffer silently No mistaking
Don?t cry for me You?ll bring the rain, again It?s like you?ve never seen the sun Stop wasting time with this old game, again You want a chase you gotta
I wear these old shoes Full of holes ?Cause they remind me of the million miles that I have walked beside you Good and bad times, we have been through
When I was a young Jewish boy I had a shay getz cousin Who asked me why on Hanukkah Of gifts I get a dozen Although he was a kibitzer He wore a worried
Now, you want me to need you I know Incompletely So sweetly You go No change in sight You?re still uptight Don?t close your eyes on me So, uniquely Concretely
Drunken She waits watching the distance Dreading the fear Brought by each freshly fallen tear The words can barely crawl up her throat She doesn?t want
I think about it all the time But don?t know what to say When the room is cold and empty And you look at me that way Should I sing about the babies playing
Underneath there?s no relief from all the pressures of her self-made strife I hear her shuffling her feet she has the presence of a Poltergeist on no
When she told me you had died I took a breath Blinked my eyes And didn?t show it It wasn?t till I heard the song that squeezed my heart and brought the