Tropisms

Don’t you know the time ain’t right?

Don’t you know the knot’s untied?

Why can’t I feel the lights burn low?

It’s nothing I could ever know

And if the clocks won’t run

We’ll put legs on the Sun

And quiet only comes once a year

But it’s nothing you’ll have to fear

Can’t you hear the growl of the night?

Feeling that my shoes don’t fit me right

Stepping out into a concert hall

Playing for nobody at all

Think you’d better hand me the keys

Baby you make me so uneasy

It’s always better in the back of the room

And don’t you know that I’ll be out of here soon

And I don’t know much of anything anymore

Only know how to take my fill

My fill of the water I’ve spilled

So tell me when it all runs out

And maybe then I’ll be ready

I think we better not brave the weather

Just so we can lay here together

I’m so tired of being always wrong

I’m so tired of always being where I thought I belonged

So sure my city isn’t always safe

But I know my city isn’t always afraid

Why don’t you ever wanna talk to me

Why don’t you ever wanna give it all away for free

I’ll stop at nothing ‘till I get my share

Cause baby I’m not the only one who cares

And I don’t know much of anything anymore

Only know that I called you home

You were the only one I’d ever known

And maybe it’s not coming in on the next flight

Or shooting up like dynamite

Oh I wish I had a second chance at it all

I’d give myself another chance

And baby I’ve been resting my body on a bed of nails

Smell that fire, and I’ll inhale

And baby I’ve been restin’ my body on a bed of knives

Trying to figure out how to stay alive