Wrong side up. How I like to be. In my comfortable highchair of agony. And from here things are looking pretty fucked up.. Wrong side up.. . Buried in here somewhere is the reason.
Make your garden grow. White bird. Dream out loud doe. While we send her out to you. . Cold is the wind on. Your blue wing. . We don't stand a chance.
Take your feet and walk away.. You're no longer welcome.. Some little voice inside of me said take your feet and walk away.. . Count to ten.. Take it slow..
Its daylight and I didnt even realize cause my curtains never open to the sun. Its daylight but its dark inside these walls and I never have to leave when theres food delivery.
I'm sitting here with you on my mind. This seems to happen all the time. When can I call you mine?. . There's a clear sky, breeze in my hair. I don't wanna go out there.
Pages turning, lights are burning. See what you could not see. It's plain as the day. The night makes you pay. For what was hidden underneath. . Longing to leave.
I walked down the road twice. And came back around again. But nothing changed, it's no surprise. Not this time, not ever. Not this life, no never. . I walked down the road twice.
I don't feel too safe here, could you please take my hand. I'm slowly slipping in and I need someone like him.. . [Chorus]. In the night, we fall fast asleep.
If we've got something going. Tell me why is he here?. You leave me hanging by a thread. When the lion is near. . I'm not about to drop the ball. You clearly cannot stay.
I imagine we were made. I imagine we were made. I imagine we were made. I imagine we were. . Woke up again, sweating out all the poison. And I feel it again, I know it's coming again.
If we've got something going tell me why is he here?. You leave me hanging by a thread when the lion is near.. . I'm not about to drop the ball. You clearly cannot stay.
It aint easy. It aint easy(echo). . VERSE 1:. Barely 2 am /. Im at it again /. Gripping this pen /. Writing another song, hopefully this one, it is a gem /.
Intro:. . Welcome to the TOP 10 COUNTDOWN. . Yeah I tried to tell them before. But they didn't listen. Guess the only way to convince them is to make 'em go.
Is this the ride alright I'll ride. Well grab my coat 'cause I'm getting colder. I need a part in your play let's play. I'll write my lines good as I get older.
Verse One. . Imagine walking down the street on an average day. The suns out, and a warm breeze blows your way. You witness children play as you walk towards the store, you just need to finish a quick chore.
Words by Jim Martin/Music by Brian Green. Alone, walking the city streets. The nights they can seem so long. And the world can feel cold when there's no one.
Words by Phillip Sandifer & Chris Crawford/Music by Brian Green. Here we are at the start. They say it's a new beginning. Lord it looks so hard. The road to you seems never ending.
You're on the far side of the room. Your eyes they haven't changed. That dark brown gloom. I got to know so well. I see right through you. And lay low.
Just before I tell you standing in the rain. I would have loved you like no other babe. But a poet needs his pain. And sometimes life can be so cruel.
Caught in a gridlock, nose to tail across all lanes. Smog nearly chocking me as the car horns go insane. 'Cause they're patiently waiting to get their old jobs backs.