Alone in a crowd, a missin' planet You crash to the ground, You never planned that, It just happened this way. It happened this way. The starts in your
Every time I think of you I feel the coldest chill I think about your great escape An artist with expert skills It's painful when you're not around But
She said it's quiet, in the shadow of the sun. She looks tired, the life that's come undone. She turns, turns, turns, turns. She likes hockey, and summers
Makin' plans for your escape Get between all the ricochets Assume positions in the sky Fly away with the butterflies Rest your head in Pacific grove Lose
Comes a time when you get turned around and, Life itself just wears you out but, You keep gettin' ready for the big parade. Oh you shine your shoes and
I'm not lookin' for trouble. I'm takin' one n the chin. I don't know where I'm goin', or where to begin. Alone in this room, thinkin' of you nd what could
A mother sets the dinner table Son crashes to the pavement, yeah A father workin' just to make ends We spend our lives to try and make sense, of it.
Are you there, and is it comfortable? Did you want to escape, try to escape the population? The pressure is deceiving, And for you particularly should
You, looked at me as you walked in the room Like the red sea, you split me open Somehow I knew these wings were stolen All you did was save my life Tried
Throw away the radio suitcase That keeps you awake Hide the telephone in case You realize that sometimes you're not okay You level off but it's not
Do you worry that you're not liked How long till you break You're happy cause you smile But how much can you fake An ordinary boy an ordinary name
I walked around my good intentions And found that there were none I blame my father for the wasted years We hardly talked I never thought I would
Goodbye, the future's sold out There's no use screaming Who thought we'd ever get this far Tonight, your faith has come down To money & a TV Psychics
I don't want to understand this horror There's a weight in your eyes that I can't admit Everybody ends up here in bottles But the name tags the last
Well it's good to know that you'll be okay I've been waiting for this And I'll be there to sit While you pray no one's blaming me I'm not supposed to
I picked you up, I held you out. I love you. I love you. I placed you down, I held my breath. I wonder. Yeah, I wonder. What'd I do? You're not around
How many times have you been pushed around? Was anybody there? Does anybody care? How many time have your friends let you down? Was anybody there? Did
Oh, Johnny wishes he was famous Spends his time alone in the basement With Lennon and Cobain and A guitar and a stereo And while he wishes he could escape
