[BRUCE] I fucking love beginnings Flying high! It's hard to know where to start It's all so fast I'm trying not to spin I guess I'm older And it's harder when you're older to begin
Peeling plaster Sagging roof Two missing stairs A buckled wall I'm fired up to do this But on my own it all…
So much damage Broken windows Pipes are shit Crap veneer It's hours later Jesus, I'm still standing here Still standing here
But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall At certain times of day I see how fine this house could be I see it so damn clear! What's the matter? Why am I standing here?
Bad foundation Twisting floorboards Shoddy pipes Gaping hole It's a lot It's a lot to keep under control
Something's cracking Something's rotting Piles of ruin and debris Killing me Crushing me Pushing me!
But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall At certain times of day I see how fine this house could be I see it so damn clear! What's the matter? Why am I standing here?
Dear Al, I'm scared I had a life I thought I understood I took it and I squeezed out every bit of life I could But the edges of the world that held me up have gone away And I'm falling into nothingness Or flying into something so sublime
And I'm A man I don't know Who am I now? Where do I go? I can't go back I can't find my way through I might still break a heart or two!
But when the sunlight hits the parlor wall At certain times of day I see how fine this house could be I see it so damn clear!
Oh my god Why am I standing here?!?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
