in my rear view mirror the sun is going down sinking behind bridges in the road and I think of all the good things that we have left undone and I suffer premonitions
confirm suspicions of the holocaust to come
the wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in gives way and suddenly it′s day again the sun is in the east even though the day is done two suns in the sunset hmmmmmmmmm could be the human race is run
like the moment when your brakes lock and you slide toward the big truck and stretch the frozen moments with your fear and you′ll never hear their voices and you′ll never see their faces you have no recourse to the law anymore
Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes Then holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen And the whole time while always giving Counting your face among the living
Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains Running away and hiding with you I never thought they′d get me here Not knowing you′d change from just one bite I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight
But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts to put this to your head... But would anything matter if you′re already dead? And well should I be shocked now by the last thing you said? Before I pull this trigger, Your eyes vacant and stained...
But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts to put this to your head... And would anything matter if you′re already dead? And now should I be shocked by the last thing you said? Before I pull this trigger, Your eyes vacant and stained... And in saying you loved me, Made things harder at best, And these words changing nothing As your body remains, And there′s no room in this hell, There′s no room in the next, And our memories defeat us, And I′ll end this direst.
But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts to put this to your head... But does anything matter if you′re already dead? And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said? Before I pull this trigger, Your eyes vacant and stained... And in saying you loved me, Made things harder at best, And these words changing nothing As your body remains, And there′s no room in this hell, There′s no room in the next, But does anyone notice there′s a corpse in this bed?
The day is gone when the angels come to stay And all the silent whispers will be blown away And lying in the corner a pair of high heel shoes Hanging on the wall gold and silver for the blues
One too many wasted sunsets One too many for the road And after dark the door is always open Hoping someone else will show
Someone is waiting behind an unlocked door Grey circles overhead empties on the floor The cracks in the walls have grown too long The slow hand is dragging on afraid to meet the dawn
One too many wasted sunsets One too many for the road And after dark the door is always open Hoping someone else will show