Spend most of your time looking in a mirror Same face you saw yesterday Why won't you give yourself a break, darling Take a walk outside your mind for
There's a constant cry in the park Baby lost his blue eyes in the dark He'd been working all night long Behind the desperate lies He sleeps like a rock
Leave me, in my sweet misery 'Cause I'd rather be alone than chase you around all the time 'Cause you know, darling and darling I know You should find
If you're going into the city Can I follow behind And if you think it's all so pretty I might just lose my mind 'Cause it's been raining all the time
We are the little ones who roam the underbelly Of the streets that normal people walk Wrong side of the tracks, the deep end of the ocean The color of
Just when you think you've been forgotten There's a letter at your door Your face turned red when you thought I would call And you say, the mailman must
They came from the city Had to get out for a while Now they're sitting on the fields Watching the wind blow our worries away And the van is playing a
Before you go There are some things I should tell you And prepare you for what you might have not seen In the dreams you've had about this crazy world
Didn't you know my life would fall Oh no, and now you've really gone and done it Was I waiting here too long Oh no, even the floor got cold Your eyes
I'm on the road again The last to leave him Would he ever remember me Now I'm far away The past behind me Fallen shadows on a sunny day [Bridge:] And
Between the lines I get it I read it when you spoke to me last night Don't think I don't know what's going on here And be sure I didn't come to steal
They said You gotta read between the lines Where are you going... It's too dark outside Little girl They said You can't live a lie 'Cause in the end
Between the lines I get it, all ready when you spoke to me last night, Don't think I don't know what's goin on here, be sure I didn't come to steal your
They came from the city Had to get out for a while Now they're sitting on the fields Watching the wind blow our worries away And the band's playing a
(Instrumental)
Been meeting in the back room Been gathering in the parking lot Been talking in the break room Of what were are doing with what we've got Been meeting
We have so far sailed maelstroms Through the tempest light This man-o-war Spills forth with silks, spices & wines Not limerick's dungeons, 18 months
What's to tell you when Norman comes naturally? Fleshy webbing Rots separate, yet so alive They found holes inside We've got holes inside Sights so awful
