Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep; time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing what was in her mind
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Well, you can be in London or you can be in Paris'
You follow a river and you will get to the sea
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
I was born this way and I'll die against my will
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear, a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
"Not Dark Yet..."
Posted by perpetual wonderer at 8:48 PM
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