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 Well Maria says, "she's dying" Through the door I hear her crying I don't know
Round here, we always stand up straight Round here, something radiates
Well 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 It's like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house, and Takes her clothes off Says she's close to understanding Jesus And she knows she's more than 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
Ohhh... Sleeping children better 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" She said, "did you think that you were dreaming?" I said, "no" "Did you think that you were dreaming" I said, "no" "Did you think that you were dreaming" I said, "sometimes I don't know"
There's a girl on the car out in the parking lot And she says, "come on, ya know come on, just take a shot" She says, "Can't you see me? Can't you see me? Can't you see my walls are tumbling down? Can't you see my walls are crumbling down? Can't you see my sun stop spinning around? Can't you see the sky turn black and brown? Can't you see the moon is flashing around? Can't you see me? Can't you see me? Can't you see me?" No!
There's a girl on the car in the parking lot She says, "why don't you take a shot?" "Can't you see my walls are crumbling down?" Then she looks up at the building She says, "I'm 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, we got lots of time Round here, we're never sent to bed early And nobody makes us wait Round here, we stay up very, very, very, very late I can't see nothing, nothing, round here
So will you catch if I'm falling? Will 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" Man I said, "I'm under the gun, round here" And I can't see nothing Nothing round here