It's day three and I've hit a wall
Been going door to door
And I'm too tired to knock
Moving in slow motion Pavement hopping,
raincoat dancing
Seems so inviting This downpour has filled my cup
This funeral smells like
fresh peonies
The wind stopped for a moment
As if to question what wasn't there
The empty ground opened its mouth
Survive the visual
These stories hit peaks with an outlook
Of starvation Or death of a salesman
Where do I go?
What do I say?
I need to bring you in
Show me the way
Where do I go?
What do I say?
I need to bring you in
Show me the way
Where do I go?
What do I say?
I need to bring you in
Show me the way Where do I go?
What do I say?
I need to bring you
in Where do I go?
What do I say?
I need to bring you in Where do I go?
What do I say?