Round Here

Step out the front door like a ghost

Into the fog where no one notices

The contrast of white on white.

And in between the moon and you

The angels get a better view

Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.

I walk in the air between the rain,

Through myself and back again.

Where? I don't know

Maria says she's dying.

Through the door, I hear her crying

Why? I don't know

Round here we always stand up straight

Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand

She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis

She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land

Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus

She parks her car outside of my house

Takes her clothes off,

Says she's close to understanding Jesus

She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood

She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

Round here we're carving out our names

Round here we all look the same

Round here we talk just like lions

But we sacrifice like lambs

Round here she's slipping through my hands

Sleeping children got to run like the wind

Out of the lightning dream

Mama's little baby better get herself in

Out of the lightning

She says, "It's only in my head."

She says, "Shhh...I know it's only in my head."

But the girl on the car in the parking lot

Says: "Man, you should try to take a shot

Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"

Then she looks up at the building

And says she's thinking of jumping.

She says she's tired of life;

She must be tired of something.

Round here she's always on my mind

Round here I got lots of time

Round here we're never sent to bed early

Nobody makes us wait

Round here we stay up very very late

I can't see nothing, nothing

Round here

Catch me if I'm falling

Catch me if I'm falling

Catch me cause I'm falling down on you

I said I'm under the gun

Round here

Oh man, I said I'm under the gun

Round here

I can't see nothing, nothing

Round here