Somewhere from the mortar They saved you from far away labels Eternity means nothing But a sign on a bridge
When everyone's a stranger They call for you by your first name And laugh at jokes you once made when you were a kid
Somewhere down the barrel Lies a bullet that I can't keep And in these waters I'm wading for a reason After all, it's in my head I'm not a slave to a desperate lust And in these waters I'm waiting for a reason after all...
Screaming limitations Fall silent, on New York corners A terrorist's a prisoner, and a tourist a thief When paintings seem like bargains But they're nothing but wallpaper I'm plagued by small town fascists Like a rash on my skin
Somewhere down the barrel Lies a bullet that I can't keep I've been searching for something more than distance After all, it's in my head I'm not a slave to an unborn trust And in these waters I'm waiting for a reason After all... After all... After all...