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������� Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrasts of white on white, in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
��� I walk in the air between the rain, through myself and back again, Where?�� I don' know
��� Maria says she's dying, through the door, I hear her crying, why?�� I don't' know
��� Round here we always stand straight, round here, something radiates
��� Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand, said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis, She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land, just like she's walking on a wire in the circus, she parks her car out side my house, and takes her clothes off, Says she's close to understanding Jesus, She knows she's more that just a little understood, she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
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��� Round here, we're carving out our names, wound here, we all look the same, round here we talk just like lions, but we sacrifice like lambs, Round here she's slipping through my hands...
��� Sleeping children got to run like the wind, out of the lightning dream, mamma's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning,
��� She says, "it's only in my heard."
��� She says, "Shh...I know, it's only in my head."
��� But the girl on the car in the parking lot says man, you should try to take a shot, can't you see my world is crumbling?
��� Then she looks up at the building, says she's thinking of jumping, she says she's tired of life, she must be tired of something,
��� Round here,� she's always on my mind, round here I got lots of time, round here we're never sent to bed early, and nobody makes us wait, round here we stay up very, very, very, very, late
��� OMAHA
��� Start tearing the old man down, run past the heather and down to the old road, in the middle of the night, there's and old man treading around in the gathered rain, well mister, if you're going to walk on water, could you drop a line my way?
��� Omaha, somewhere in middle America, get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, and get your money back at the door,
��� Start threading a needle, brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room, start turning the wool across the wire, Roll a new life over, In the middle of the night, there's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain, hey mister, you don't want to walk on water, you're only going to walk all over me
��� Omaha, somewhere in middle America, get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, and get your money back at the door,
��� Start running the banner down, drop past the color come up through the summer rain, start turning the girl into the ground, Roll a new love over, in the middle of the day, there's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain, hey mister, if you're going to walk on water, you know you're only going to walk all over me
��� Omaha, somewhere in middle America, get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, and get your money back at the door,
Omaha, somewhere in middle America, get right to the heart of matters, It's the heart that matters more, I think you better turn your ticket in, and get your money back at the door.
ANNA BEGINS
��� My friend assures me, it's all or nothing, I am not worried, I am not overly concerned, My friend implores me, for one time only, make an exception, I am not worried, wrap her up in a package of lies, send her off to a coconut island, I am not worried, I am not overly concerned, with the status of my emotions, Oh she says, You're changing, but we're always changing...
��� It does not bother me to say this isn't love, because if you don't' want to talk about it then it isn't love, and I guess I'm going to have to live with that bit I'm sure there's something in the shad of grey, something in between, and I can always change my name , if that's what you mean,
��� My friend assures me, it's all or nothing, But I am not really worried, I am not overly concerned, You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget, I am not worried, if it's love, she said, then we're going to have to think about the consequences. She can't stop shaking, I can't stop touching her and....
��� This time when kindness falls like rain, it washes her away, and Anna begins to change her mind, These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days, she says, and I'm not ready for this sort of thing,
��� But I'm not going to break, I'm not going to worry about it anymore, I'm not going to bend, and I'm not going to break and I'm not going to worry about it anymore, It seems like I should say, as long as this is love... but it's not all that easy, so maybe I should snap her up in a butterfly net, pin her down on a photograph album, I am not worried, I've done this sort of thing before, but then I start to think about the consequences, because I don't' get no sleep in a quiet room and....
��� The time when kindness falls like rain, I t washes me away, and Anna begins to change my mind, and everytime she sneezes, I believe it's love and oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing
��� She's talking in her sleep, it's keeping me awake, and Anna begins to toss and turn, and every word she says is nonsense, but I understand and, oh lord I'm� not ready for this sort of thing,
��� Her kindness bangs a gong, It's moving me along, and Anna begins to fade away, it's chasing me away, she disappears and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing...
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TIME AND TIME AGAIN
��� I wanted to badly, somebody other than me, staring back at me, but you were gone,
��� I wanted to see you walking backwards and get the sensation of you coming home, I wanted to see you walking away from me without the sensation of you leaving me alone
��� Time and time again , Time and time again, time and time again, I can't please myself
�� I wanted the ocean to cover over me,. I wanna sink slowly, without getting wet, Maybe someday, I won't be so lonely, and I'll walk on water, every chance I get
��� Time and time again , Time and time again, time and time again, I can't please myself
��� So when are you coming home sweet angel?, You leaving me alone? all alone? well if I'm drowning, you'll come down this way on your own
��� I wish I was traveling on a freeway, beneath this graveyard western sky, I'm gonna set fire to this city, and out into the dessert, we're gonna ride
��� Time and time again , Time and time again, time and time again, I can't please myself.
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RAIN KING
��� When I think of heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird, I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers and all other instruments of faith and sex and god in the belly of a black-winged bird, Don't try to feed me, I've been here before and I deserve a little more
��� I belong in the service of the Queen, I belong anywhere bit in between, She's been crying, I've been thinking, and I am the Rain King,
��� Mamma, why am I so alone? I can't go outside, I'm scared I might not make it home, I"m alive, but I'm sinking in if there's anyone at home at your place, why don't you invite me in? Don't try to bleed me, I've been there before and I deserve a little more
��� I belong in the service of the Queen, I belong anywhere bit in between, She's been crying, I've been thinking, and I am the Rain King,
��� Hey, I only want the same as anyone, Henderson is waiting for the sun, oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends, after all the dreaming I come home again,
When I think of heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird, I think of dying, lay me down in a field of flame and heather, render up my body into the burning hear of God in the belly of a black-winged bird, don't try to bleed me, I've been here before and I deserve a little more
��� I belong in the service of the Queen, I belong anywhere bit in between, She's been crying, I've been thinking, and I an the Rain King.
SULLIVAN STREET
��� Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan street, cross the water, and home through the town, past the shadows that gall down wherever we meet, pretty soon I won't come around
��� I'm almost drowning in her sea, she' nearly fallen to her knees.
��� Take the way home, that leads back to Sullivan street, where all the bodies, hang on the air, If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet, either way now, I don't really care,
��� I"m almost drowning in her seas, She's nearly crawling on her knees, she's down on her knees
��� Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street. I'm just another rider, burned to the ground
��� I'm almost drowning in her sea, she's nearly crawling on her knees, It's almost everything I need, I'm down on my knees, down on my knees...
RAINING IN BALTIMORE
��� This circus is falling, down on it's knees, the bid top is crumbling down, it's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east, where you should be, no one's around
��� I need a phone call, I need a raincoat, I need a big love, I need a phone call
��� These train conversations are passing me by, and I don't have nothing to say, You get what you pay for, but I just had no intention of living this way,
��� I need a phone call, I need a plane ride, I need a sunburn, I need a raincoat,
��� And I get no answers, and I don't get no change, It's raining in Baltimore, baby, but everything else is the same
��� There's things I remember and thins I forget, I miss you, I guess that I should, three thousand five hundred miles away, but what would you change if you could?
��� I need a phone call, maybe I should buy a new car, I can always hear a freight train, if I listen real hard, and I wish it was a small world, because I'm lonely for the big towns, I'd like to hear a little guitar, I think it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call, I need a rain coat
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