I feel the rain fall down my back I'm going back to my place of work To get things done, to get them right But I'll mess them up and I always do Buried
Weight has fallen on me Like a part of the sky And life's hell getting up off the floor Raise the blind and let the day shine in Out with this gray into
I can hear them Speakin' in the next room As they drink and start losin' control and get louder They lose control and get louder They wonder about me
Tell me and take your time Set free this soul of mine Freeze frame this sedate moment Lie me in your quiet ground I understand your tired eyes For these
what do I do when I can't reach out Through this iron built bubble of pain Your house settled in deep country With acres and a farm and a stream to cleanse me Your house
in the bedroom Show me a smile and I'll promise not to leave you" It happened under a rainy cloud Passing through the dark south We went into a big house
So it's not Loaded stadiums or ballparks And we're not kids on swing sets On the blacktop And I thought at fifteen that I'd Have it down by sixteen And
Some escape some door to open This path seems the blackest, but I guess it's the soonest But there in the clearing I know you'll be wearing Your young
Out of the box, down colorful hill Out of the box, down colorful hill Winds lifting tired feet, skin sensing challenge ahead Winds lifting tired feet
Helicopter falls to my calm virgin island It said, "I want to show you new clouds and new sky From shore to sun we'll soar like one Brave martyr pilot
I went as far as losing sleep I went as far as messing up my life Unloving still strike me difference A million miles away from home And fifteen from
You're an American girl Red headed, eyes blank Living in a freckle on the face of the world Another dying kid that learned too much too soon You're not
? And in the early morning I can't make up a thing And a barely can play I don't like to sing So I picked up my brush Painted blue guitar And I ripped
I can't make anything of why the brightest light fade Or how you slept a sleepless slumber And through the rhythm of the timeless season And you are the
hand From when I hit you I keep your picture tidy and safe in a shrine And hope that in time, in time, in time We'll have a house on the shore That showers
I can't let you be, 'cause your beauty won't allow me Wrapped in white sheets, like an angel from a bedtime story Shut out what they say 'Cause your friends
I'm broken down You caved my karma in I'm staying up Waiting for you like a fool You made me forget About all the dreams I kept I keep your glass hand
I grew so old In that house I lived in They brought me here 'Cause I can't take care I lost my worth And my purpose here I feel, you cry But I can't