Dec 08, 2006 19:40
"I'll bring you back from the dead" he said
but what happens when you don't believe in resurection?
I'm not what they call Jesus
I'm not the star in this show
I don't know how to prance on stage
in barely any clothes
But I
I've got a sparkle in my eye
and they say that's hard to come by
But I
blurt out words without a moment's notice
And at time that can get me into trouble
But baby don't you force it
It isn't so normal
And to walk on water
isn't so practical
And the ocean has frozen over tonight
So calm and blue and slippery is the ice
It's how your hands are when you givee in
to all your body's decisions
Sweat out the pain and sweat out the cold
and after all the stories told, well they got old
I said to you I can't stand on my head
or do anything magnificent
But baby don't you force it
It isn't so normal
And to walk on water
isn't so practical
And at the slightest notion of not getting what you want
you get scared, and you get scared
and you look to the sky
as if it can make it alright
as if it holds all the answers,
as if it contains the secrets to your future
that only we can make
And did you know,
we all live as if we're hung with nails-
picture frames and posters just looking at us all
We all live like we're hung with nails
Picture frames and posters just hanging on the wall.