Из альбома: Restless Rubes
Hang around on the spaces in between
your thoughts and feelings
Settle down and you face the bitter truth.
You stop your dreaming.
And the one that you own
ain't the one that you wanted.
And the one that you need
just walked out the door.
Security is that what you're really looking for?
Time you lose makes you question
what you do for occupation.
Listen close, you're the only one who
knows your own salvation.
And that one that you own ain't
the one that you wanted.
And the one that you need
just walked out the door.
Security, is that what you really need to keep?
The pill that puts you to sleep
is the same one that kills you.
So write your song.
You'll end up where you belong
with the things that'll thrill you.
Hang around on the spaces in between your thoughts and feelings.