I've been walking through my mind this morning But I don't recognize these winding roads All the buildings feel small and there's nobody in them Is there no hope at all of getting home?
There's a lonely park bench in the center of my head And I sit for a while to count the trees There's thirty-two strong, but the wind is rarely blowing I'm in a film stuck on pause that won't unfreeze
Anything can change ya Dressing like a stranger Running from my failure And hiding up my sleeve
If there's a god, I hope she's grinning Like a child sweetly singing Is there a monster underneath her bed? Can you wake me so softy With a kiss and a black coffee? So the cycle goes round and round again
Anything can change ya Dressing like a stranger Running from my failure And hiding up my sleeve
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