Quiet, everyone's sleeping through life. Afraid that their questions. Just might have answers. Quiet, everyone shut off their mind. So I'll turn on mine.
All we have lost, the stars have eaten. All that dies begins again. . Tears you've shed, the earth has gained. Buried beneath the sky. So strange, it cannot be explained.
Revelation for. around your sunday dress. . The soul out of a smoldering wretch. All brought to sleep, there's nothing there. All brought to sleep, there's nothing there.
scaring the Ghosts away wake me when i'm sane. on Mardi Gras day the cold of death. it may tear you from my breast. yet I know you are the smoke that is my breath.
I will run for you. And I would kill for you. I think I'd let you strangle me too. And I would stand for you. Choosing left from right. Decisions decisions.
I can see the orange sky in front of me. I can see things you'll never see. People say it's all a fuckin' dream. But I can say words you couldn't speak.
Some of us play life like a board game. It's new fun and you play it with people. There's a time you get tired and you put it away. Then one day you get it out and the places are broken.
It's hard to let you go. There's more than what you know. And if you drift away. I'll be there with bells on friend. . Maybe it's the show. Lacking all the journey flow.
Taken by surprise by the size of my brain. Knowing all the time all the lies all the games. Thinking up a storm when it storms it's going to rain. Taking what's mine all the time, all the time.
I won't break this, it took so long to make this. The life I lead is getting through to me. I won't take this, took so long to get rid of this. Anything is everything to me.
It's the simplest things we tend to ignore,. when it's the simplest things that mean so much more.. Quit falling down because this is what I bet. Come on..
One hundred miles to drive, a word that whispers in my mind. I've found that truth still rhymes sometimes. A soul searches for signs, the highway smiles with our headlights.
I'm broken but I care for you. Tried to change all that you wanted me to. Was too late and just not enough. To relate to that kind of love. . Taken so long to see it.
I caught you tripping out the back door. Head sore with nothing to say to say. Where you going, what you running from today?. . In the wrong at just the right time.
Just a mother and sons livin' under the gun. Bruises on their backs were just another. Sign of the push and the shove and the lack of the love. On the side of the tracks that they were brought up.
I'd love to see you all dead and gone. With your CD players and your cell fucking telephones. You know I wanna see you all dead on my TV. With a bullet though your head in your band new SUV.
Gather round and listen up my children. This is a story that'll scare the turds right out of your underwear. It's about a place called Neverland. Where all the naughty boys have to go for a sleep over.
Wake up america. Be a good american. Buy american. Pledge your next car to be american. . Oh what a bunch of shit. Nazi propaganda. Thanks to crap like that.
There were a thousand suns that burned,. In the city of my eyes.. But I couldn't hold on to her. It's a matter of fact, It's a matter of fact.. . (Chorus).