The Window

Another quarter-mile or so until we make it Another quarter-year or so until we break But I'm staring out the window At a world that just won't end Wondering how much more I'll force myself to take Oh there is comfort in confusion and collision There's an old familiar tune that I can't place So I hide myself behind it Though some days I just can't find it When the shadows grow And dance across my face And if you could see me now How would you find me Another circumstance who's Out of your control Do I take these things to rend me Or remind me To pick me up Or put me in a hole It's a shame the laughter faded after sunrise When old friends feel brand new and new the same And all these second-guessings Are they curses Are they blessings That we never seem to Call it out by name And if you could see me now How would you find me Another circumstance who's Out of your control Do I take these things to rend me Or remind me To pick me up Or put me in a hole And if you could see me now How would you find me Another circumstance who's Out of your control Do I take these things to rend me Or remind me To pick me up Or put me in a hole To pick me up Or put me in a hole