Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Turning.

The earth is turning, always turning as we go
In fact we're turning as we're turning being turned. Turned around.
We're all so tightly wound
We don't know where we're bound

Remember when the world was small?
The size of your neighborhood and Florida.
Shamelessly dancing down the hall
To records that were picked out by your mother.

And we wait around for answers like the answer's bound to come
But no one ever promised us we'd figure it all out
And now it's cloudy. Can't see the answers in the stars.
And I got clumsy. Dropped and broke my crystal ball.

Remember when the world was small?
The size of your neighborhood and Florida.
Shamelessly dancing down the hall
To records that were picked out by your mother.

Now Mother cries when you confess the invalidity in your white dress.
You just wanted love.
Like people go without goodbyes like people come, but we don't welcome them.
Who is there to blame?
For all the world's unhappy people living out there calls
Behind isolated fortresses made out of crumbling walls.

Remember when the world was as small?
The size of your neighborhood and Florida.
Shamelessly dancing down the hall
To records that were picked out by your mother.

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