Heartbreak Dreamer

La la

I was turning nineteen

On a cold december night

Burning like kerosine for

Nearly half of my life

And I barely had the gpa

To make it out of eugene

You can blame it on me with

A adhd while I'm falling asleep during the sat's

And as I pack my bags and headed to a foreign land

One way ticket on a one way plane

Laying my head down to home each night

The same devil's calling and that same old fight

Cuz this one's for middle surfs living in the middle love

Where they coming from and a halfway rush of blood

This ones for those first prayers

To heaven on a road that seems never ending

For all the heartbreak dreamers

Waiting for the light

Looking for just one reason

To get through the night

Every long lost believer

Caught in the fight

All the heartbreak dreamers

Gonna be alright

Everybody sing

And I was turning twenty five

In a city that don't sleep

Was feeling only half alive

To the dreams that I keep

And I kept on waiting only she's waiting for me

You burning down lane on a quarter tank

Of pain with soles off your feet

And you've been waiting and praying

For the right one to come

Watch the rising and the falling

But another said its certain

Nobody seems quite good enough

For you except the wrong one

She keep running back to

So this one's for mike still waiting for his wife

This one's for grandma losing the love of her life

This ones for those first prayers to heaven

On a road that seems never ending

For all the heartbreak dreamers waiting for the light

Looking for just one reason to get through the night

Every long lost believer caught in the fight

All the heartbreak dreamers gonna be alright

Everybody sing

And this one right here ah.. This is for the fat girls

This one is a... Is for the little brothers

This is for the schoolyard wimps

For the childhood bullies who tormented them

To the former prom queen and to the no crate ball players

For the nighttime serial leaders

And for the retired elderly walmart store front door greeters

Shake the dust

This is for the benches and the people sitting upon

For the bus driver's driving a million broken hymns

To the men who have to hold down

Three jobs simply to hold up their children

For the nighttime schoolers and

For the midnight bike riders trying to fly

Shake the dust

This is for the two year-olds who cannot be

Understood because they speak half english and half God

Shake the dust

For the boys with the beautiful beautiful sisters

Shake the dust

For the girls with those brothers who are going crazy

Those june class wallflowers and the twelve

Year-old afraid of taking public showers

For the kid who is always late to class

And forgets the combination to his lockers

And the girl who loved somebody else

Shake the dust

This is for the hard men who want love

But know that it won't come

For the one's amendments who not stayin' up

For the ones who are forgotten

For the ones who are told to speak

Only when you are spoken to

And then they are never spoken to speak (la la...)

Every time you stands you do not forget yourself

Do not let one moment go by that

Doesn't remind you that your heart

Beats hundred thousand times a day

And that they have gallons of blood

Making every one is an oceans