Friday, June 6, 2008

Understanding Distance

Moved the big city
Going to make myself a name
Cause the one I have's not working
My heart's just not the same
And hotel rooms get lonely
When you're hanging by the phone
And all those lights are blinding
When you look out on your own.

You asked me for the truth
The truth is that I just don't know
Don't even know the zip code
Can't hope to know my soul
And I keep hiding from the people
That want to know it all
And remembering the old times
As a new life comes to call

And this evening's much too quiet
And my pulse beats far too fast
And what I'm learning
For the future
Is that we are not our pasts.

And all the songs get lonely
When I'm singing without you
My hands are grasping nothing
But my guitar, a beer, and a picture or two.
And lately I've been needing
To get far away from here.
But I still see you smiling
Wish you were here.

The signs out in the distance
Keep me on road
Keep calling out the answers
That I used know
And you say you've missed me lately
And I say "Darling, I'm in hell"
And that the love supposed to catch me
Couldn't save me from myself.

And I'm clinging to the question
That you never asked
While understanding distance
See, we're miles from the past
And as the line grows quiet
My sighs get quiet too.
We both know that we've murdered
What we never meant to lose.

Now the gaze that used to hold you
Is fixed upon the wall
Tracing familiar outlines
I'm screaming all the good lines
Of our favorite songs

And all the songs get lonely
When I'm singing without you
My hands are grasping nothing
But a guitar, a beer, and a picture or two.
And lately I've been needing
To get far away from here.
But I still see you smiling
Wish you were here.

Wish I knew where home was
Cause I don't think that I'm there,
Is it hiding in somebody?
To be met in later years?
Still I've been struck by lightening
Though the chances are so small
And electricity will kill you
If you can't take the fall

I'm staring out the window
I'm looking in myself
Barely holding it together,
Begging for some help.
But this music's far to distant
From the things I feel inside
And I need some inspiration
Not a fucking lullaby.

Cause when I try to sleep
In a hotel bed alone
Can't face the desperation
Or the implications
Of dreaming on my own

And all the songs get lonely
When I'm singing without you
Wish these hands were holding more than
My guitar, a beer, and a picture of you.
And lately I've been needing
To get far away from here.
But I still see you smiling
Wish you were here.

And sometimes I'd give anything
To meet someone just like me
Imaginative and evil,
But lets his heart live on his sleeve.
And sometimes in the nighttime
Finds himself drowning in his tears
To the melodies
That he can't leave.
Wish you were here.

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