Wish away that happy torment that you love
burn it on a spoon like any other drug
talk for hours about her wonderous roaming eyes
that you plucked from their head so they'd not cry

your servants now are all asking to be free
you thought they loved you, what is it that they could need?

Shallow waters drowning every hope you have
the mellow humming of a mind going mad
wait for the gypsys and their drunken song
wait for morning and the gypsys will be gone

wavering a song she never heard you play
plucking chords to decay

You're asking questions that you have the answer to
the act of asking somehow makes it new
a gutless coward is what you're looking for
to take apart and leave whats left on the floor

angels laugh and mock your pointless play
your thoughtless manner is just what they do crave

Highway cars speeding
cups full ice clinking
hard pressed for meaning

Fist fights with assholes
Cash sings he's real low
ACs broke no windows
and I just might go

She walks up and asks me
a quarter for a penny
a jukebox song she's needing
no just don't come easy

I break with the lonesome
take phone calls scream some
laugh hard no reason
hours days to seasons

I know I could tear your life apart
to put the pieces back together
it just don't seem smart

and all the words that you would say
would gladly slip away
and all the words that you would say
would gladly slip away

running races like a fool
is turning you into a tool
and your reasons make me sick
cause you don't have none

and all the words that you would say
would gladly slip away
and all the words that you would say
would gladly slip away

it could be bad
but I think its over now
it could be bad
but I think its over now

I know I could tear your life apart
to put the pieces back together
it just dont seem smart

and all the words that you would say
would gladly slip away

Nobody hears you unless you yell
nobody sees you unless you turn out well

balanced pearls painted poems on my skin
and all these words cuased my head to spin

its a work of art I threw away
i got some more but it aint trash day

simple settings in a story you cant end
once youre going youre never going back again

you rearranged the things so perfectly
everything is no where where it used to be
but everything is just the same
somewhere else for a change

she said she said she said she said
over and over again she said
showers dropping rain drops one a piece
what a lovely day for a lovely feast
what a lovely day to get some peace
what a lovely day to get some peace

I want to take her on a trip to the sea
I want to take her where she'll never be alone

Theres some strength left inside of me
you can have anytime but not for free

i want to gather up this whole damn town
put it on my back keep it safe and sound my little town

a pretty smile is spreading cross your face
slyly smiling at the holes that i have dug where I have paced

theres a place out there just for me
and when I find it I will set my anchor down and will be free

Faded looks of disbelief
on the faces that you meet
watch the stares others show
they all wish we didnt know

you always carried me

wonder down the street alone
sing a song you almost know
sometimes wake to sleep away
the better part of the day

you always carried me

The sounds that pick pearls and run
to the focus that of which i've done
I fell into my dreams and landed on my feet
were you staring at me or was i staring at you

the fog is really there but pay no mind
my hand was in your hair but your hair didnt care
you fell into my dreams and landed in my shoes
were you staring at me or was I staring at you

the sounds that pick and pearl and run
the sounds that pick and pearl and run
the sounds that pick and pearl and run
the sounds that pick and pearl and run

to the focus that of which ive done
I fell into my dreams and landed on my feet
were you staring at me or was I staring at you
were you staring at me or was i staring at you?

Wonder if the winter skys will always last
seeing everywhere a fear and its spreading fast
a crowed cell seems not so bad right now
everyones eyes are guitlty anyhow

and then you see her and shes alway beautiful
makes you feel like the constant fool
but you like it better that way

far away far away far away its calling you
pack up your clothes you know just what to do
even if your dreams half rememberd and torn
they feel like the best suit that you've ever worn

and then you see her and shes alway beautiful
makes you feel like the constant fool
but you like it better that way

sometimes you wish you had a home
to call your own
to call your own

saddle up and hold on tight
remember your way through the beautiful night
all those dreams inside your head
what would you want instead?

the weather is calling for a change
the leaves are asking for the rain
your favorite song youre sing soft
as if all the words might all break off

many things inside youd thought
wonder if you could pull them off
break his back just to watch him squirm
testing all the things you learned

oh, you want to take them all apart
oh, how hard could it be to see them
oh, there are answeres underneathe the rocks
things you know but never been taught

Its calling you back
its wanting you to relax
its making a promise it cant keep

its a stones throw away
its straight and its paved
but its nowhere you want to be

the wonders deep and strange won't change me
the wonders deep and strange wont change me

the lights are all out
the the town is asleep
you want to see it all burn down
down

its boring and ill
just feelings a chill
the ice on your back
will not melt

the wonders deep and strange won't change me
the wonders deep and strange wont't change me

its calling you back
its wanting you to relax
its making a promise
it cant keep

Noise from your head
chants broken dreams
a wasted appeal
of all that youd seen

brought back again
to home and the land
that wants only balance
tween lonesome and mad

this is your home
this is your home

bring down those memories
thats all you got left
forget you had choices
you done chose your path

chanel that anger
to something less done
a dying heart lingers
in awe of the sun

this is your home
this is your home

brings not a social
air to your dreams
madness is movement
at what youd not seen

this is your home
this is your home