texas one ten lyrics
polisci101
there's no regulation and i'm liberated and i'm not afraid in this police state
you have a voice and i'm listening
no domination, you're liberated don't fear humiliation in this police state
you are right now on display, don't you feel much better this way?
you have a voice and i'm listening
there's competition among friends always, the rule is freedom in this marketplace
morning sunshine
time to wake up to sunshine
now you don't pretend, don't pretend to sleep at all
precious little sleep i get
the day is moving past me by
a week or two now close my eyes
a month or so and now it's time to rise
the years rush by now memories fade into the night
the night is still so far from my dreams
the days they used to seem so long
when mornings come and gone
and all i have of you are precious little dreams
time to wake up black blue skies
now you don't pretend, don't pretend to sleep at all
precious little sleep i get
the years rush by now memories fade into the night
the night is all i own and all i see
all i own
the days they used to seem so long
when mornings come and gone
and all these memories are all i own
penny serenade
stealing sleep from winter days
thinking of ways i have failed
the sun goes down when i awake
these walls they keep me from my health
floor interprets last nights memories
these days i'm not myself
i search to find the quickest way
and then stick around
singin' a penny serenade
for everyone that's left this place
i can't believe it's been that long
soon i'll be gone
killing time is killing me
with cigarettes and broken dreams
broken trees and stale footprints
drowning in a still white sea
and the reflection of me
exhale to asphyxiation
i punch the air so hard right through it's rusted out and it broke in two
cover up the damage lingers on and i smile to pass it on
so hard to breathe when the air ran out i exhale to let it out
i can't move i can't choose see right here nothing
asphyxiated when my time ran out can't you see in the dark?
don't you take my hand
i always try to fix what's broken down no time to
i'm feeling ageless and it's time to leave
i'm getting older now i just can't breathe
i point the way ahead i'm standing still
and you wonder whats going on this life is
it doesn't end when the voice carries through it's rusted out and it broke in two
cover up the damage lingers on and i smile to pass it on
so hard to breathe when the air ran out i exhale to let it out
i can't move i can't choose see right here nothing
more at home
jaw wired shut like trap
your senses cold and numb
you're as lifeless as a leaf in fall
put you in the stretcher watch you crawl across the street each night
makes me wonder if you could do it all over
would you still feel more at home drinkin and listening
you don't feel so alone
more at home room full of strangers that place you call your own
every night that you go out
i'm at home not thinking of you or milwaukee
like that painting left undone you have let yourself become
a red-eyed regular just another
retrospective
thinking through regret i'm making plans i double-check
it's hard to know is that voice so close not yet
now pack away all those images try to forget
next time i take that road i think that i'll be sure
that there's a reason that there's a reason i'll be sure
static never crossed to polarity i'm a wreck
the baggage carried on sent down did not expect
i felt that weight the uncertainty all the time
it's monumental and magnetic that dream i had
texas one ten
it feels good that the streets are wet
small relief from the summer heat
small dreams, and memories
of sweet tea we seen
so much further lost than east
but el paso's only a few days back
there's nothin' ahead but the tracks
this train moves slower the further we get away
this notebook's filled and it's only been three days
i haven't slept since texas one ten
but it's hard without your dreams
it's not that i'm getting old, it's just nothin's new to me
it hurts more to arrive than leave
i never knew it got so cold
everyplace i go is close, but know that it's not home
el paso seems like years ago
and i know now that it is
this place moves faster than the roads
but i pay no attention to them
i still find dreams of texas one ten
but it's not from lack of sleep
it's not that i'm getting tired
i'm just tired of staying awake
scene one, take two
it's not subtle manipulation i'm back home again and i can settle down
back east new jersey and it's fucked up doesn't make me laugh now
stare down skyline bye
falling through this time
i lost my motivation
falling through on time
forgot to say my line
i tried to make it but it never came together seemed contrived drive down lakeside
take one thousand misdirection and it seems far from my mind not in real time
don't wonder why
drive one thousand miles
if you fall
if you fall on your sword
you might be a saint
or you might be a martyr
you stand up straight
learn to think
but you follow blindly
the days are plain walk the lane
grip on sane catch the train to leave yourself
just left on the out bound lane
turn around talk out loud
don't make a sound hum to yourself
happy you were born with a spoon in your mouth
it was wrong what they said
it's true what they said
one at time all my friends come down
i've seen the lights and i've heard the sirens sound
but we still wear the crown
and the ground seems like a lovely place to lay
call it freedom justified kingdom
pleased by places that you've never been
selling stories that you've never seen
past your screen
half way
hardly walking and regressing so passive here
is it empty satisfying writing words no one hears
he threw that bottle and he threw away our time
sometimes i think it was the only way i could make you smile
you go halfway second guessing happens every time
in that doorway one decision right
you go halfway second guessing falling hard this time
in that doorway one decision right
work forever it's so hard so uninspired
is this why this town is second rate
i see through words remember what they signify
i'd like to see it on a canvas you create
resonate so real
he never walked around in the dark
convinced just think of all that's happened around here
it's logical the odds against it but recall and fear
the only light revealed an imitation of what's really real
don't you look too hard cause i won't be far
with panic mind could hardly steer clear of what was there
the everyday the midst of letdown failure makes no sense
resonate without sounding too cliché drown out that voice
screaming someone else's fault
inchoate but logical
still life
stop
in between the lies this is one you never will complete
don't you want that old trusty forty-five to fire
you've been turned outside so ironic that it never happened
transferred base to base wasnt brought out in the war
made you learn to hide
want to go and die
turn over shelved and locked away
still life falling down
stop your memories don't you want that old trusty forty-five to fire
in the face of all that you wanted and desired
those details all remain so flawlessly retold
stories fifty-five years old never leave
