Eight blocks away would put you at the water towers from my place
What's the difference when you calculate by crunching numbers, crunched up eyelids
600 miles--that's 45 hours, I tried to count the space in a million yellow dashed lines
And my gas tank's just empty
I don't have the balls, or where with all, or the cash to fill it again
So I guess it's best I stick around the house

Measured my days and metered my years and fears and muscle tensions
Meals and the beds that I slept in
Tried to give a few decent gifts or scribble a few things off the list,
But it still goes something like this:
Clean your desk, write your ex, do the dishes and your taxes, throw the shit you don't need away.
Call the (?) about the fast food scam, write to Adam,(?) for Greg, throw the beer bottles and cans away, fix the dirt under my (???)

There's never enough time, never enough time
We dont' have all the hands we need
There's not enough yous or me to be all the places we want to
There's never enough time, never enough time
To stifen these anxieties onto the do list of (???)




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    General Commentpretty close! i just got a copy of the album and it came with a lyrics sheet, this is what i got, it's mostly the same:

    Eight blocks away would put you at the water towers from my place
    what's the difference when you calculate by crunching numbers with crunched up eyelids?

    2,600 miles is 45 hours
    I tried to count the space in a million yellow dashed lines
    and my gas tank's just empty
    I don't have the gall, or the where-with-all or the cash to fill it again, so I guess it's best I stick around the house

    Measured my days and metered my years in fears and muscle tensions,
    meals and the beds that I slept in
    Tried to give a few decent gifts, and scribble a few things off the list, but it still goes something like this:

    clean your desk, write your ex, do the dishes and your taxes, throw the shit you don't need away
    call the airline 'bout the fast food scam, write to adam, tape for craig, throw the beer bottles and cans away, mix some dirt, underline work!

    There's never enough time, never enough time
    We don't have all the hands we need
    There's not enough you's or me's to be all the places we want to
    There's never enough time, never enough time
    I'll siphon these anxieties onto to do lists and fidgets and things and things and things
    strongarmon January 05, 2008   Link
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    General CommentIs this song about the banality of life or how people make all these lists of things to do in their lives, but since they can't focus on one thing at a time (along with having to worry about all the shit everyone HAS to do) they can never accomplish what they want?
    Lulzkilleron April 01, 2008   Link
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    General Commentwhat does he mean when he says 8 blocks away? he's repeating that at other songs also
    ChunkLightTunaon August 15, 2008   Link
  • -1
    General Comment"i don't have the gall, or the where-with-all"

    on the lyrics sheet it says "balls," but that's crossed out and replaced with "gall."
    that line is a wonderful example of how to avoid all those sexist phrases that pop up so often in everyday speech.
    springpleaseon February 24, 2008   Link

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