"Too Far Down"

I'm down again
And I don't know how to tell you
But maybe this time I can't come back
Because I might be too far down

I wish for real
That I could turn it on and off
Like hot and cold and up and down
Because I'm down again

I'm too far down
I couldn't begin to smile
Because I can't even laugh or cry
Because I just can't do it

If it was so easy to be happy
Why am I so down?
All I can do is sit and wonder if it's going to end
Or if I should just go away forever

When I sit and think
I wish that I just could die
Or let someone else be happy
By setting my own self free

And you don't want the emotion
Because the taste it leaves is for real
But nothing's ever real until it's gone
And I might be too far down

And is this just another thrown away
Or is this the end of the whole stupid road
But you wouldn't want to know how I feel anyway
Because the darkest hole is at the end of the road

I'm down again
And I guess I'm not the only one who dreams
That there's not any way to tell you
Because I might be too far down

"Hardly Getting Over It"

Twenty years ago, saw a friend was walking by
And I stopped him on the street to ask him
How it went, and all he did was cry
I looked him in the face, but I couldn't see past his eyes
Asked him what the problem was, he says "Here is your disguise"

Now he's hardly getting over it
Hardly getting used to getting by

Old may lays down by the railroad tracks
Got no paper in his pocket, got no paper on his back
I asked him what the time was, he says "Hit the road now, Jack"
Went back to see him next week
He died of a heart attack and died away

Now he's hardly getting over it
Hardly getting used to getting by

Grandma, she got sick, she is going to die
And grandpa had a seizure, moved into a hotel cell and died away
My parents, they just wonder when they both are going to die
And what do I do when they die?

Now I'm hardly getting over it
Hardly getting used to getting by

"Dead Set On Destruction"

Well I'm standing in the queue
And I can't stand anymore missing you
And I can't stand the pain
'Cause I can't get home 'cause of a hurricane
DEAD SET ON DESTRUCTION

There's no flights home today
And no services out on the motorway
And I can't leave the ground
And I can't find a place now to put her down

The Atlantic winds are high
There's only one virgin and she don't fly
And they can't land the plane
And they can't get home 'cause of a hurricane

"Eiffel Tower High"

Walking towards the boulevard
She's studied it all before
She buys herself a seat
And sits on the floor

Taking in a picture show
She doesn't know where to go
Is it a film, or is it real?

She went into the movie
She's been there ever since
She walked out to the lobby
For a box of Junior Mints

She never looks beyond the mirror
Or the image that appears
Well, I just watch the world go by
And try to get her attention
Scream at her, and I yell and scream at her
And I scream, ice cream, I scream
I scream "Merry Eiffel Tower High"

"No Promise Have I Made"

If I could change my mind what changes would it bring
If I could change you, well it wouldn't change a thing
Well now you know and now you shouldn't be afraid
No promise have I made

Tell me a story tell me just another lie
Well I can tell you set your expectations high
Well now I've faced up to you facing me betrayed
No promise have I made

Well there's some green and there's some white and there's some gold
But brighter colors I have left you to behold
It's your good fortune there's a fortune to be paid
No promise have I made

"All This I've Done For You"

When I was younger, worrying about it
Trying to make these decisions for myself
And I go on to ask myself what's right and wrong about it
And I don't really know what makes it, ask yourself

Now I see you, you want to ask me
I want you to ask me, I want you to ask me
What does it matter? What does it mean?
Sometimes I don't know why you want to try and help me
I get so confused
I start to fall over backwards
Then I ask this to myself, and see within myself
And wonder what it means, and ask these questions to myself

Now I'm a little bit older
And I'm not a hell of a lot wiser
So I've gotta sit down and contemplate it

Should I talk to the mirror, should I talk to a wall
Should I even talk at all
Would a little tiny bit of action
Would it make it even seem to matter anymore
I guess it matters just to you

All this I've done for you

"These Important Years"

Well, you get up every morning
And you see, it's still the same
All the floors and all the walls
And all the rest remains
Nothing changes fast enough
The hurry, worry days
It makes you want to give it up
And drift into a haze

Revelations seems to be another way
To make the days go faster anyways

We're all exchanging pleasantries
No matter how we feel
And no one knows the difference
'Cause it all seems so unreal
You'd better grab a hold of something
Simple but it's true
If you don't stop to smell the roses now
They might end up on you

Expectations only mean you really think you know
What's coming next, and you don't

Yearbooks with their autographs
From friends you might have had
These are your important years
You'd better make them last
Falling in and out of love just like...
These are your important years, your life

Once you've seen the light, you finally
Realize it might end up all right
It might end up all right now

"Charity, Chastity, Prudence, and Hope"

She gave her little child a name
A ward of welfare she became
And then one day she met a man
Digging through the trash for cans

Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope

It was his aluminum
That attracted her to him
And quite a day there did unfold
Turning garbage into gold

Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope

She took that money in a trunk
And bought a bunch of worthless junk
And now they're back where they began
Digging through the trash for cans

Charity, chastity, prudence, and hope

"Standing In The Rain"

Looking outside my window
And all I see is grey
I'm watching the clouds roll by every day
And we make a reservation
You say you'll be on time
I say, "I might be a little late"

Well, I pull it together and brush my teeth
Comb my hair
I stop to think and I can see you there
I think of the times you've waited
Just for me to care
I care about you

Checking the clock inside
The room we call our own
I see that I'm late, I should get going
Hop on a local transit
Spending all my change
And I can still hear the telephone

I wanna go back, but I'm halfway to
The place where we will meet
And I'm half dead on my feet
And once I get there, I see
Everything's the same
Here comes the rain
You left me standing

I should have guessed that you'd stand me up
Why did I even go, now
And I guess it goes to show
The snow may well thaw out, but it
Goes right down the drain
You left me
You left me
You left me
You left me
You left me standing in the rain

"Back From Somewhere"

Now you look like you just got back from somewhere
Somewhere yeah you know that it's true
Together we went nearly to nowhere
Nowhere really worth going to
Standing at the city center
In the middle of the winter
I was waiting for you and you were due

When I got back you said you were leaving
Leaving you said right away
And coming back for the sake of retrieving
Things you'd forgotten on that day
Still now my eyes are burning
With the sight of your returning
Everywhere I look I'm finding you
I remember you

Familiar places that we turned into gardens
Somewhere yeah you know that it's true
I'm begging you now a thousand pardons
For all of the wastelands we've been through
I remember asking whether
Or where we could be together
You smiled at me and you said soon