"Round Here" as written by and Jon Christopher Davis....
Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.

And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.

I walk in the air between the rain,
Through myself and back again.
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying.
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why? I don't know

'Round here we always stand up straight
'Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house, takes her clothes off,
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
She knows she's more that just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

'Round here we're carving out our names
'Round here we all look the same
'Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
'Round here she's slipping through my hands

Sleeping children got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says, "It's only in my head."
She says, "Shh, I know it's only in my head."

But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says: "Man, you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling."

Then she looks up at the building
And says she's thinking of jumping.
She says she's tired of life;
She must be tired of something.

'Round here she's always on my mind
'Round here (hey man) I got lots of time
'Round here we're never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
'Round here we stay up very very very very late

I can't see nothing, nothing
Around here
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me if I'm falling
Will you catch me because I'm falling down on here
I said " I'm under the gun"
'Round here.
Oh man I said "I'm under the gun"
'Round here.
And I can't see nothin', nothin'.
'Round here.


Lyrics submitted by kevin, edited by chefgroovy

"Round Here" as written by David Lynn Bryson Steve Bowman

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    This song for me is about my family. And me about 7 years agoj.



    "Step out the front door like a ghost
    into the fog where no one notices
    the contrast of white on white."

    This is about when I would walk around outside at night for hours, without telling anyone. I'm invisible (A ghost in the fog). No one knows I do this.

    "And in between the moon and you
    the angels get a better view
    of the crumbling difference between wrong and right."

    "I'm outside walking with the moon. I'm struggeling with decisions I have to make. Fictional characters (angels) have a better clue than I do"

    I walk in the air between the rain
    through myself and back again
    Where? I don't know

    "I'm wandering around. "Through myself and back again" refers to reflection (thinking about what I'm thinking). "Where I don't know". I still don't have a clue.


    Maria says she's dying
    through the door I hear her crying
    Why? I don't know
    "This is my younger sister when she was 16. She's suicidal. She doesn't tell me this but "I can hear it through the door". I don't know why she's suicidal. She won't tell me.

    Chorus
    "Round here we always stand up straight
    Round here something radiates"

    My family. "Always stands up straight". They are proud.

    Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
    she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
    she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
    just like she's walking on a wire in the circus

    "My sister. She has big (unrealistic) dreams at this time. She's looking for the perfect boy. She feels like she's walking on a wire" because she is a "performer/actor" in a circus "her friends are all performers just like her".

    she parks her car outside of my house
    takes her clothes off
    says she's close to understanding Jesus

    "she comes to me alone and opens up (takes her clothes off) and tells me she's close to understanding Jesus. She's knows she doesn't, but she's trying"

    she knows she's just a little misunderstood
    she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

    "people don't understand her"

    Chorus
    Round here we're carving out our names
    "My family. Everyone's trying to make a name for themselves. To prove something. To set outselves apart"

    Round here we all look the same
    "But we're really just all the same. "

    Round here we talk just like lions
    "We're bigmouthes and act like we don't care about each other. Notice it says "talk" not "do". We're acting like we're tough and don't need each other. This is especially true with my sister and I"

    But we sacrifice like lambs

    "But in reality we would do anything for the other person. We just don't say so"

    Round here she's slipping through my hands
    "I'm not getting through to her"

    Sleeping children better run like the wind
    out of the lightning dream
    "Sleeping refers to unaware. Unconscious. In a dream with very real danger. She, my sister, better get herself out of this situation that she is unaware is going to hurt her"

    Mama's little baby better get herself in
    out of the lightning
    "She needs to get out of this situation"

    She says It's only in my head
    She says Shhh I know it's only in my head

    "She does think the danger is real"

    But the girl in car in the parking lot
    says "Man you should try to take a shot
    can't you see my walls are crumbling?"

    "This is a friend that has issues like her dragging her into alcoholism"

    Then she looks up at the building
    and says she's thinking of jumping
    She says she's tired of life
    she must be tired of something

    "Now that she's an alcoholic, she's more suicidal than ever. I still don't know why so I say as a question, "she must be tired of something?".

    Round here she's always on my mind
    (self-explanatory)

    Round here hey man got lots of time
    "I've got lot's of time to think"

    Round here we're never sent to bed early
    And nobody makes us wait
    Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late

    "This refers to how how we can't sleep because we're always thinking. Therefore we stay of very, very late".
    terribleon May 26, 2009   Link

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