My life in rooms

Take this blue you've found here And climb your self once more Still you fall Still you fall Through your open __?__ Still you fall Still you fall Again See this place that takes so much And ask for...

Good sons, who needs them We'll never run the show Just can't fake We just can't fake it, no But what, what about all of our/the (dough?) Maybe someday Maybe someday, I don't know Someday we'll make...

My life in rooms And your life in books Somewhere between That's where we meet Everything's like a photograph We're hanging on the walls Picture frames and postcards We're in love With everything That...

Under soft yellow light I cut my hair I watched it fall On these nights you desire To go and change who you are So won't you come Cuz it's almost gone I've now someone new But only for a day or two...

Here is the one I think I'll follow Here is my life My life in rooms Taking notes for myself Of all the things to not become So let's go from now Someplace far Let's go driving today Away You gets so...

Wake up, Just a little breakdown Start off the day, Just a little wrong. Who should I call when I don't know why I'm calling? And how should I be if they come running? Maybe what I need is go out...

I'll take the blue of spring for your eyes now Cuz you, you who could choose a brand new life And all your poems and words, they have left you now So I'll paint for you, something blue So now you...

Traveling through the wrong side of the weed? I tried to find a place somewhere between But I wasted time in a room with all my needs And craved like a beast whose after things So much here to call my...