What I've kept with me and what I've thrown away, don't know where the hell I've ended up on this glary, random day. Were the things I really cared about just left along the way for being too pent up and proud? Woke up way too late feeling hung over and old and the sun was shining bright and I walked barefoot down the road. Started thinking about my old man. It seems that all men wanna get into a car and go anywhere.
Here I stand, sad and free. I can't cry and I can't see what I've done. God... what have I done?
Don't you know I'm numb, man. No, I can't feel a thing at all 'cause it's all smiles and business these days and I'm indifferent to the loss. I've faith that there's a soul somewhere who's leading me around. I wonder if she knows which way is down.
I poured my heart out. I poured my heart out. It evaporated... see?
Blind man on a canyon's edge of a panoramic scene. Or maybe I'm a kite thats flying high and random, dangling a string or slumped over in a vacant room, head on a stranger's knee. I'm sure back home they think I've lost my mind.
Here I stand, sad and free. I can't cry and I can't see what I've done. God... what have I done?
Don't you know I'm numb, man. No, I can't feel a thing at all 'cause it's all smiles and business these days and I'm indifferent to the loss. I've faith that there's a soul somewhere who's leading me around. I wonder if she knows which way is down.
I poured my heart out. I poured my heart out. It evaporated... see?
Blind man on a canyon's edge of a panoramic scene. Or maybe I'm a kite thats flying high and random, dangling a string or slumped over in a vacant room, head on a stranger's knee. I'm sure back home they think I've lost my mind.
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