1,2,3,4



The scratches of a dark night

The rashes of foresight

And I wanted you 

ooh who ooh



The weight of my reason

I have come to you

The face I was given

I have no similarities to



The spaces in the law look

Like the faces in a word book

I get by

I get by



The matches of opportunities

Ihe last thing I've never seen

And I scream to you 

ooh-who-ooh



The pain i was needing

Was sort of true

The one name I was clearing

Was the walls that grew



The crazes I overlooked

The leans into the cook

And I did

And I did



And I was screaming bloody murder

And I was one with pain

And I stopped by the roadside

Cuz it's from were I came



Oh my god 

But its so far away

It would seem accidents 

Have gone straight to you



And you've'e changed you point of view 

And the places your going to 

I get crowded

I got crowded



And I'm so glad that your mine

Twist up the fabric of time

And I'm useless 

Yes I'm useless



And the faces are bodies

And your hands are feet

Let me roll around 

In things I can't believe



But I tried

Yes, I tried 

And I tried 

You know I tried