I hit the pavement, running too fast,
I've got an hourglass glued to the palms of my broken hands
See these images that make me cry
they're the ones that i pay for, the ones that i take for a ride.
When i reach this house I built, I promise myself, I'll clean this thing as soon as I try, but time passes on and I fall asleep
It's space between all the sidewalks
feels like the sun is soaking up shade from the trees
still the concrete scrapes both my knees up
I just can't catch my fall
It's the space between all the sidewalks
turns the dirt and gravel into beaches
still the concrete scrapes both my knees up
this brick wall battles me.
I hit my pillow, caught in a flash
as if nothing's wrong, but I lost my half of my head,
it's my better half, the one that I like,
It's the that one I pay for, the one that I take for a ride.
I take out all my lincoln logs and toss them together, promise myself it'll all stand tall.
But I always know the pieces that bruise.
It's space between all the sidewalks
feels like the sun is soaking up shade from the trees
still the concrete scrapes both my knees up
I just can't catch my fall
It's the space between all the sidewalks
turns the dirt and gravel into beaches
still the concrete scrapes both my knees up
this brick wall battles me.
