Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
In between the moon and you, angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Well I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again, where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying, yeah through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don't know
Round here, we always stand up straight
Round here, something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
And she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks just like Elvis, it's not me
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
And then she parks her car outside of my house and takes all her clothes off
She says she's close to understanding Jesus
Yeah but she knows she's more than just a little you know, misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal, well I have trouble acting normal
Round here, we are carving
We are carving, we are carving out our names
Round here, yeah I know we all look the same
Round here, we talk just like lions
Yeah but we sacrifice just like lambs
Round here, yeah well, she's slipping though my hands
Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out, out, out, out of this lightning dream
Yeah well mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says, it's only in my head
Yeah she says, shut up, but I know, I know this was only in my head
She said, did you think that you were dreaming? I said, no
She said, did you think that you were dreaming? I said, no
She said, did you think that you were dreaming? I said, sometimes I don't know
Because, because, I was out on the radio starting to change
Somewhere out in America it's just starting to rain
Could you tell me one thing you'll remember about me?
Yeah 'cause I was out on the radio just starting to change
Somewhere out in America it was starting to rain
Could you just tell me one thing you will remember about me?
Can you tell me one thing, can you tell me one thing
Can you tell me one thing that you will remember about me, shh
'Cause there's a girl on the car out in the parking lot
And she says, man, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon just take a shot
She says, can't you see me?
She says, can't you see me?
She says, can't you see my walls are tumbling down?
She said, can't you see my walls crumbling down?
And can't you see my sun's stopped spinning around?
And can't you see that sky turn black and brown?
And can't you see that moon go flashing round?
And can't you see me?
And can't you see me?
And can't you see me?
No
There's a girl on the car in the parking lot
Says, man you should try to take a shot
Can't you see me walls are crumbling?
And she looks up at the building
She says, hey I'm thinking of jumping
She says, I'm sick and tired of life
Well everybody's sick and tired of something
But round here, she is always on my mind
Round here, hey man, look at me
'Cause I got a lotta, a lotta time
She says round here, we're never sent to bed early
Hey man, nobody makes us wait
Round here, we stay up very, very, very, very late
And I said, that I was out on the radio just starting to change
Somewhere out in America it is starting to rain
Could you tell me one thing you will remember about me?
'Cause I was out on the radio just starting to change
Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain
Could you tell me one thing you'll remember about me?
Because, because I was out on the radio just starting to change
Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain
Could you tell me one thing you remember about me?
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