“Lasik Vision Surgery”
I am not sleeping I am dreaming of summertime blues
I watch two cars collide and become my muse
And there is a man off to the side, he is humming a song
I watch the sparks ignite and start singing along
Armageddon is unfolding but I’m blocking it out
I just rest inside my head with every doubt
Then the man begins the chorus and I shake my head
Its beautiful story but a tragic end
Could I be this empty, man?
Mother I’m sick again
Could just hold your hand?
Well, just hold me again
Lets forget the now we can make it better that way
The futures once looked bright but it started to rain
And now I've lost my way
Too many clouds to fade
So just take my hand
I’d rather be your child again
Than this dying man
The sun rising but I’m not tired just a little weary
I don’t like my dreams much they just feel empty
I think see how much I need you I and I’m needing him too
I guess blinded myself before with an angrier view
I want to be a family and an opening door
To let in all love from the pot you once poured
The words you said are swimming in the cage of the beast
But ill dive inside and find them if to cure my disease
Lets forget the now we can make it better that way
The futures once looked bright but it started to rain
And now I've lost my way
Too many clouds to fade
So just take my hand
I’d rather be your child again
Than this dying man
I can’t just say the way I feel but I'm trying too
It just keeps getting mad no, I’m not angry with you
The girl she means a lot to me and I hope to you to
I know that it’s my fault but she wants like you
I guess that I can’t handle what I thought I once could
I’m not a man just yet but I want and I should
I promise I’m no liar and you’ll finally see
I’m not just the child that I used to be
So again ill ask
Could I just hold your hand?
Mother I’m lost again
Could you kiss me again?
Well, just love me again
Lets forget the now we can make it better that way
The futures once looked bright but it started to rain
And now I've lost my way
Too many clouds to fade
So just take my hand
I’d rather be your child again
Than this dying man
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