As I'm talking, my words slip to the floor,
and they crawl through your legs
and slide under the back door.
Rendering me freakish and dazed.
Well here I am.
Don't know how to say this.
Only thing I know is awkward silence.
Your eyelids close when you're around me
to shut me out.
So I'll go walking in the streets 'til my heels bleed,
and I'll sing out my song case the birds wish to sing along.
And I'll dig a tunnel to the center of the universe.
Well here I am.
Don't know how to say this.
Only thing I know is awkward silence.
Your eyelids close when you're around me
to shut me out.
I'll make my way across the frozen sea,
beyond the blank horizon,
where I can forget you and me
and get a decent night's sleep.
Well here I am.
Don't know how to say this.
Only thing I know is awkward silence.
Your eyelids close when you're around me to shut me out.
To shut me out.