Monday, September 29, 2003
i took a drink the other night in your name. where did you go? did you really leave? halfway across the country did you say? this new haven - does it exist by the way? you warned me the sack was coming down, but i stood by and watched you suffocate. i was handless and you were helpless. all we did was shuffle our feet down the same old street never knowing how to turn right.
so go on down your rabbit hole and i'll keep looking at myself in the mirror. i'll fall asleep on the floor tonight i know and dream about when i heard you say: i don't wanna be real.
now i've moved on and forward so they say; and left you standing in the cold, never to be, not to exist; was that your goal all along? why do i ask questions i already know? i'll never come looking for you and i'll never find you; that was our plan from the start. i turned left and you went right. our only hope is to meet on the other side. we've that one chance.
so go on down your rabbit hole and i'll keep looking at myself in the mirror. i'll fall asleep on the floor tonight i know and dream about when i heard you say: i don't wanna be real.
i can't explain why i love you late at night. it's hard to do much but stare out the window. i'll never go looking for you and i'll never find you, but late at night i'm happy you're there. you'll never need me to tell you you're right, but i know you'll be lying awake in bed at night. so dream of me dreaming of you; never forget the power we have is ours to use.
so go on down your rabbit hole and i'll keep looking at myself in the mirror. i'll fall asleep on the floor tonight i know and dream about when i heard you say: i don't wanna be real.
now i've moved on and forward so they say; and left you standing in the cold, never to be, not to exist; was that your goal all along? why do i ask questions i already know? i'll never come looking for you and i'll never find you; that was our plan from the start. i turned left and you went right. our only hope is to meet on the other side. we've that one chance.
so go on down your rabbit hole and i'll keep looking at myself in the mirror. i'll fall asleep on the floor tonight i know and dream about when i heard you say: i don't wanna be real.
i can't explain why i love you late at night. it's hard to do much but stare out the window. i'll never go looking for you and i'll never find you, but late at night i'm happy you're there. you'll never need me to tell you you're right, but i know you'll be lying awake in bed at night. so dream of me dreaming of you; never forget the power we have is ours to use.
