Getting Around You / Getting Around Me
I sit at this train station
Quietly feeling my imagination
Whisking you into the outline
Of a man fronting the ticket line
I watch the ember of a cigarette end
Scatter ashes along the floor’s tilin’
Too much weight sitting on my brow
I sure could use a light right now
Tryin not to feel like
I’m failin’
But here I am
Addicted to runnin’
And just when I’m
Fit to be settlin
My life picks itself
Up again
I thought you could rescue me
From all of my insensitivity
It seems since you’ve left this place
I do everything I can to get away
I know I’m livin a mended lie
Used you as another alibi
Not wanting to really invest
Another emotion I can’t resist
Tryin not to feel like
I’m failin’
But here I am
Addicted to runnin’
And just when I’m
Fit to be settlin
My life picks itself
Up again
Hard not to feel like this has become
The habit I used to get over the other ones
Tryin not to feel like
I’m failin’
But here I am
Addicted to runnin’
And just when I’m
Fit to be settlin
My life picks itself
Up again
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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