3 acessos
Nothing to say
Nothing's changed
I can't sleep
When I know that it's going on
Into my head
Think about all the things that I've said
I want to go
In a row down the line
With that 10:30 train
Never late to whistle away
Safe and sorry in my room
I was hoping it wouldn't be doom
That was coming for me if I didn't see
I want to feel like a man on fire
Cast about the stones of desire
I could be sitting on a pound of gold
For all I know
But I want to feel like a man on fire
Still i don't know why
Consequence looms over dreamer's room
But lets go run
Lets have a time
We could find
All that's waiting for me in line
Pounds of heavy syrup
Thickening my conscience out of sight