Aug 17, 2005 17:30
I have put my thoughts out to dry before I can fold'em up into my mind
You hung the night by its legs and shook everything out it's heart
The old part of town looks more like the west but it is east from where we are
And you stood there with a smile like a ghost that is here to haunt my memories
I'll think of something else but you'll be there in the silhouette of the stories
Even though you don't exist now, you still make me believe that I'm not alone
So don't go in the other room when you hear the ring ring of the telephone
A voice of a messenger yelling out, "who you hiding from? it is me, answer please?"
Goddamn it kid what
Goddamn it kid what
I said
Goddamn it kid what is your anger toward the end of the world
Who do you think this was all saved for
If you make it past tomorrow do you think you got another day in ya
If you make it past the hour glass do you think it a kill ya
What if tomorrow ends will it make you smile
What if I can make all this over with would that be fine
because I'm the hand that works alone
and I can make you sure of what is in store
I know it won't be good enough for you
but give me a try what else do you got