There's a room where I can go And tell my secrets to In my room, in my room (In my room) In this world I lock out all my Worries and my cares In my room
A fear of falling, a fear that I could From a place high above my stars, well I would Be a liar to say I'm not scared anymore With a fear of falling on
I hear you America snoring I hear you America snoring Did ya see it on TV Or in your own backyard? Gate's L.A.P.D. And they called The National Guard
Daisies in the chain Woven in your hair that falls into a braid Woven' round the statue's toes in the gardens you made Bells that sing and chime Little
You call me from your armchair with no will to be there The weight of your armored suit so immense Caught up in the turnstiles even talk becomes battle
I put an APB on you tonight, searchlights citywide I flash your face upon the news at nine I put the heat on high, whatever I gotta do to find you Won
Maybe the rain's holding off Surely it knows we're down here Walking 'round barefoot lost Pretty soon these clouds got to clear I know it's a lot Arousing
You just have to be crazy, don't you? You just have to be out of your mind You just have to be crazy, don't you? You just have to be True or not? True
There was a light blue as a welder?s torch It used to shine over the fields And all the wise men, strong men were drawn for miles Followed a star to Bethlehem
Soon we'll count the rings inside all one by one Wondering if I could point to the place Where we first slept 'neath it's branches Oh oh Leaves once
Lord almighty I feel my temperature rising Higher and higher must be a hundred and nine It's hard to breath and my chest is a heaving But I feel good
A storm it was blowin' in Twister was about to spin my way Her kitchen door was swingin' wide As if to say come on inside to stay Come to Mama, babe
Whittled me down 'til I was kindling for the fire 'cause I might've found out for myself in a while Round and round it goes Soon it comes to blows School
How can I give a testimony of my life? When I'm still trying hard to hold my head up high I'm trying so hard to hold my head up high And every time I
Wind sure kicked up in the last hour or so Just as re-entry was close we came tumbling down Like a falling star over New Mexico They snowed the crashing
Music of a southern day and the nectar of brass Spilling into Congo Square where the queens used to pass There lies no greater place for one left to drift
Well it may be hard to swallow It may come as some surprise I ain't askin' for apologies I done tried them on for size Lay your head back on the pillow
Hey, I'm a gentleman But I can take it 'bout as long as long can last and then I'll take it on the chin Mud is handy only when it comes to slingin' it
