Round Here

Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where I don't know
Maria says she's dying
Through the door I hear her crying
Why I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
She knows she's more that just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Oh
Sleeping children got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says it's only in my head
She says shhh I know it's only in my head
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says man you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling
Then she looks up at the building
And says she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life
She must be tired of something
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here hey man I got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
Nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very very very late
I I can't see nothing nothing round here
You catch me if I'm falling you catch me if I'm falling
Will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you
I said I'm under the gun round here
Oh man I said I'm under the gun round here
Well I can't see nothing nothing round here