Across the universe. There are people that hurt. Afraid to lose control. Cause the pain is unbearable. You're just a lost soul. A heart in pain. Who's afraid to bleed again.
Every day goes by I pretend that I'm fine (I pretend that I'm fine). Even though deep down I know it's all a lie (I know it's all a lie). S.O.S. please. Am I coming through? (Am I coming through).
Little rush then you run. Tell me you want me but. Too busy acting tough. Just a touch and you're gone. Swear that you need me here. But you give in to fear.
noon glistens and shadows wave. who know whether we're stupid or brave. and they way we are. oh we are. running scared. . no use fighting in the name of pride.
make it plastic make it pay. use it up and throw away. make another just the same, more or less. . burn our time down to size. send it up into the skies.
Tell me. How many restless feet. Have walk these empty streets?. Hearts hazily sacrificed. For an uninspired life. I search for inspiration. A spark to stir my soul.
black vinyl man with black plasticised imagination. more fodder for the new lost generation. i got a question to send you to the nearest closet. why can't you let us do it like JONI does it.
black vinyl man with black plasticised imagination. more fodder for the new lost generation. i got a question to send you to the nearest closet. why can't you let us do it like JONI does it.
Can't you see there is rain in june?. The 'you-and-me-concept' falls like the autumn. Pure memories versus a dusty slideshow. Offer one life, get ten good songs.
(Hu-hu-higher). (Hu-hu-higher). (Uh-hu-higher). (Hu-hu-higher). . Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher. Uh-huh-higher.
Recovery. . Time for beer. Checkered cheer. Now you're here. I can see so clearly. No more question marks. Sympathy cards. It's in the stars. Troubled times are clearing.
I press my ears against the wall. To realize there's nothing at all. I press my eyes to the window screen. To realize there's nothing in between. . I close my eyes to feel again.
I woke up late today,. actually I do that everyday.. Got no place to be seen, I'm not part of a scene,. I'm a gen-ious loser.. . Keeping council with my own opinion,.
I don't know where I go wrong -. Everything I do just takes so long.. I don't know what's up with me. I'm swinging from a branch of my family tree....
Gotta be honest, yeah, broke a lot of promises. Gonna hurt someone when we came from, where I come from. My district of misfits and freak shows and clowns.
On the table lies the crust of what he had. And just leaves behind. As I put bread down on the list of things. That I had to buy. . By the store leans your mountain bike.
I run, I run and I listen. I go, I go and I feel it. I run, I run and I listen. Now I feel the light of morning sun. I feel alive. . I haven't felt for a long long time.
All my angers were brought to feel. All confusions were born. All my sadness so heavy to bare. All my feelings held beneath. . All my glories and all of the raptures.
Stupid fucking bitch.. My back has an itch.. I will rape you bitch.. You are a fucking snitch.. Don't use you being 7 as an excuse.. I am going to rape your underaged anus..