Four Corners

There's a car in every telephone pole

And a weary sky slipping through the line

Must've passed at least a million holes

Can't but help and wonder which one's mine

Half of the moon is all that we get this time

The clouds and the stars unite to create the rest of the blind and light

On the way I passed an armless mime

But what's his use in a world that only talks and fights?

Think twice, don't feel

Blink twice, it's never real

Four corners make a hole

And now we'll never have control

I wish that my heart could eat away my brain

Cuz it swings in front of me and makes me insane

I was cursed from the very first day

As they buried my heart underneath the chains

Half of the sun is all I can get to shine

On this changing face keeping track of the flying time

I'm nothing more than an armless mime

Useless and stuck in a world that only talks and fights

Think twice, don't feel

Blink twice, it's never real

Four corners make a hole

And now we'll never have control

Don't let them build a corner

It will just lead to another

Four corners make a hole

And the holes will drag you under

For each person, they'll build a hole

For each paper house, erect a pole

String the line for the weary sky

There's a car in every one you'll find