I used to know that the world was round. (The world was round). I relied on the speed of sound. (Speed of sound). . Gravity used to hold me down. (Hold me down).
Love is so demanding. So much harder now. Peace comes from understanding. But it's harder now. You look like an angel. No longer now. Would you agree there's not anything.
Did you get the letter. That I sent you. Trying to remember what the letter said. After all the heartache you put me through. I need you like a hole in the head.
Sun's goin' down in a shitty little town. Where every night's always the same. I've got a 40 in my pocket as I'm walking down the street. I'm gonna drink till I don't know my name.
It's frightening. How you can see the changes happening. When they move so fast. And lightning. Except the odds are growing. These lonely times will strike me twice.
I'm writing this song to tell you that I'm sorry. Because I know you never thought that I'd be away so long. I know its unfair to ask for you to wait for me.
I'm writing this song to tell you that I'm sorry. Cause I know you never thought that I'd be away so long. I know it's unfair to ask you to wait for you.
Too much of nothing these days. You often hold me tightly, I owe you everything. You must be going crazy. Opinions staking nicely and I'm still promising.
When you feel as though you're falling. Every fear you can confide. When the night time is your dawning. Hard to see through troubled eyes. . What you wanted so.
I saw the truth, Mom's a whore. I saw the mark as she passed though the door. I saw the truth, you're a whore. Distill the scene and don't lie to me no more.
Lying face down, lying face down. In the gutter now, so damn proud. Well, I know, I know, I know. It's my fault, it's my fault. . Lying face down, lying face down.
And when Man gained dominion. over land and the oceans. he began to harm the planet. with his asphalt and his toxins. and to lay the forest bare. and to poison even the air.
You don't know me. You don't care. Mary, my hope. My own sweet sister knows me. You don't owe me. But you should share. Just before dawn. The spotlight's on the lawn.
I'm tired of living in your constellation. Most of your friends, they still don't know my name. I've never been good at orbiting. And everything you say is Greek to me.
Every one in this room has been associated with Whitey,. Either through basketball, or the mall, or the various odd jobs he does around town for free or at most a dollar.
Hot summer's gone and you're still ready to burn. Back from vacation and you're eager to learn. Anticipation mixed with desire. No one can stop you 'cause you're heart's on fire.