Wonder if you got yourself a brand new style and I hope you are happy.
"Sweep it all under the rug." "Keep things positive, and maybe you will have some good luck.". And you gotta lay down, amongst the lost and found. You've made an art of looking elsewhere, but you know the beast is coming. You're writing all the time, trying to leave a piece behind. But I keep riding on the crooked rail. Oh, but to save face, I will keep it on the shelf that I don't feel good, don't feel good anymore. Oh, but to save face, I will keep it on the shelf that I don't feel good, don't feel good anymore. I'm waiting on the sun to rise and open up my eyes to a new home where I'm not so alone. Oh man, as often as I have these thoughts I never seem to do a thing, to do a thing. Oh but to save face I will keep it on the shelf that I don't feel good, don't feel good anymore. I reminisced at twenty-six as though I fathered men older than I. Oh wait I will, I still perceive most things positively though I should not, though I should not. I got your pictures on my wall, does it mean nothing at all? Why can't you be here? Why can't you be here? Why can't you be here? Why can't you be here? I swear I don't feel so alone when I got you on the phone. And you wonder now if you should have ever came. And you cry out loud, competition with the rain. Pieces left behind, the rope tied around your past is getting thin. Why can't you be here? Why can't you be here? Just like the old days, in our old ways. Why can't you be here? Why can't you be here? Just like the old days, just like the old days. And your cord's been cut and now all your family knows. And you spend your days trying not to get too close. Pieces left behind, you don't really seem to wake up from the dream. And you're not sure now just who you're supposed to be. And you try so hard, you're as nice as nice can be. Pieces left behind, you don't get to choose the feelings that you lose.
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