Till the Light Comes

Too much time is spent on the dead All the places found us back to live in his head Like the bones of a lover on a dying bed With all the nothings that he never said Mr. Motorcycle must have missed his plane Thousand miles an hour [Incomprehensible]

The summer birds have flown off to find another home I long to go but I am uninvited I am a stranger here strangled by my every fear The thoughts inside my head keep me divided I can't stand myself 'cause I feel like someone else And I don't mind I c

Wake up every morning, every morning is the same The coffee and the paper, and the fountains at your brain Nothing's changed You don't understand how it went so fast The money you made and the love you thought would last It all went past I, I want so