| Chase feelings so brief that they’re barely worth mentioning
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| And I can’t resolve this but I’ve every intention
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| And I’ll pull you close, I’m still running for cover
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| My love is smoke, and I’m still alone
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| Lost and wondering where everyone’s gone to
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| Behaving badly in the way that I’m prone to
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| And it’s far too tough for half-working/half-slacking
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| There once was love and it’s not enough, but what is?
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| And watch me panic, I’ve fell into a pattern
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| And dazed and sun blind, I don’t know how it happened
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| And I’ll toil away, but I can’t find a reason
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| There’s mor of them than there is of m
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| Much more tragedy than I thought there would be in my life
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| So I’m still waiting on a season that carries no misfortune for me
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| And I’m talking out my history hoping that it’ll reveal something
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| And everyone’s in trouble, but no one has the tendency to speak
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| And I’ll pull you close, I’m still alone
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| My love is smoke, your love is foam, and life is bleak |