Album: Neck of the Woods
Forgive me, forgive me
If I seem alarmed
I had a motionless moment
No harm’s done
You see right through a million
Words that I harrowed
And built of mountains of shrapnel
I’ve made my mind up, my mind up
Because the line drawn in the sand’s wrong
Where all the pioneers have gone
And all that’s left are unresolved
Out of step opinions
And you say the word and I will come
With overbearing clouds of woe
Out of breath but not alone
Forgive me, forgive me
If I’m straight for awhile
I made a poisonless process
That is getting old
I always wind up
With boxed-up over crinkles
A motive, motives
I’ve made my mind up, my mind up
And I could care less who’s turned off
Where all the pioneers have gone
And all that’s left are unresolved
Out of step opinions
And you say the word and I will come
With overbearing clouds of woe
Out of breath but not alone
Who’s turned off
Who’s turned off
They always say “Hooray!”
It has to leave us
You were not alone when
We have been stretched too far
Where all the pioneers have gone
And all that’s left are unresolved
Out of step opinions
It’s like we’re dead once more
But you say the word and I will come
With overbearing clouds of woe
Out of breath but not alone