Slipping through car doors into the cool void of nighttime
Slipping through fingers - all the grains of sand I hold on
Hollow and ringing ears are left alone in darkness
Hollow and singing tunes to drown out all the silence left when you fell asleep
I told you then
I'll say again
No problem, friend
I'm not a man
And yet I am
You understand
You get me
(I mean, I mea- You do get me, right? I mean, yeah - I mean, of course you get me, right?)
All of the bands
You have on hand
And play in your van
They all have a song
You sing along
3 minutes long
Bill Murray - it's on track eight, by the way
I hold my hands up and sing along
All the angled shadows hit me wrong
I move out; pump my head to the beat
You lie in your seat
Video te non sic es non
Video te nunc sed es non
Wishing for sleep to come to me and leave us silent
Wishing for peace to come and eat alive all the wistful words you said
Time and time again, I leave the window closed to fell winds
Time and time again, I open all the doors and reach out towards the world and meet its hands
I told you then
I'll say again
No problem, frien
I'm not a man
And yet I am
You understand
You get me
(I mean, I mea- You do get me, right? I mean, yeah - I mean, of course you get me, right?)
All of the bands
You have on hand
And play in your van
They all have a song
You sing along
3 minutes long
Bill Murray - it's on track eight, by the way
I hold my hands up and sing along
All the angled shadows hit me wrong
I move out; pump my head to the beat
You lie in your seat
Video te non sic es non
Video te nunc sed es non