: Erase the facts the shit was flyin' outta the window I painted blue I paint the whole room When its time to get in trouble we know just what to
: In the lobby of the LRC Well I knew I'd find something A hundred stories sittin there to read I got my focals out I put 'em on and all is calm, all
we live so long? Long, long... The house is not the same since we left it that day Old friends seem to wonder Our parents had cigarettes, wedding bands
And take a little walk when the worst is to come When I saw you looking like I never thought And say you're at a loss or forgot that words can do more
I could sleep I could sleep I could sleep I could sleep when I lived alone Is there a ghost in my house? I could sleep I could sleep I could sleep I
If the trials up here are really getting you down you had a close call i didn't even see it in another one i hardly believed it all what the writers
I'll marry my lover in a place to admire I don't have to even ask her I can look in her eyes And thank God that I am forgiven I thank all my friends
It's looking like a limb torn off Or altogether just taken apart We're reeling through an endless fall We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
Here's a copy, the rest that you know, and put the kind words to bed. For man don't say why, or even know how, it's only awful as the hell that you
If your trials end, are really getting you down We had a close call, I didn't even see it, then another one, I hardly believed it at all. What the writers
Erase the facts the shit was flyin' outta the window I painted blue I paint the whole room When its time to get in trouble we know just what to do
In the lobby of the LRC Well I knew I'd find something A hundred stories sittin there to read I got my focals out I put 'em on and all is calm, all is