The walls are closing in
Moving like the water on which you walk
Visible air
Creeping like the runner
Gaining on me
He’s gaining all the time
Never slowing for the traffic signs
There’s a gun to my back
Testing my strengths
Pummeling my words
With the salt of life
The air
It takes a stolen shape
And casts a shadow on your mind
Darker than you thought
It’s not my imagination
There’s a gun at my back
On a quarter inch sidewalk
Surrounded by the oil
That lubricates your thoughts
Dark and polluted
Smelling of dead souls
That withered away long ago
It’s not my imagination
There’s a gun at my back

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    General CommentThis is a great song! I love this band, I was actually going to go to one of their shows tomorrow night but I can't...Barnicles..Maybe another time..
    crashing_nebulaon October 17, 2002   Link

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