Pickin' up tips from rainy day woman.
Steppin' in time to the angst in my mind.
Makes it hard to hear
My voice
In the noise.

Takin' trips to the grocery store,
Standin' in line forevermore.

Someone light the fuse
So it will all
Blow up.

Spittin up sand in my left hand,
Souvenir's from the bitter badlands,
The ones we all roam
In our search
For true love.

Memories come like a boomerang that wants to sink its solemn fangs in.
All our past mistakes
Come rumbling
Like a herd.

Every time we feel this way like
Nothing can go right.
The fortitude we had eludes us,
Spinning out of sight.
We know tomorrow comes with all
The grace of a hot knife
But it's up to us to tie our shoes
And put on a smile.


Lyrics submitted by MatthewJaay

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    General CommentA little twee but the images are fresh and it gives me a little boost every time I hear the last line, like a glass of orange juice after an hour or two lying in the sun.
    Troglodykeon July 04, 2010   Link

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