I’ve gotten used to feeling like I’m crazy or just lazy
Why can’t I get off this floor?
Think straight anymore?
Out on the street, I went walking in a punishing heat
Nobody meets my eyes except witty signs and luxury designs
Every neon sign, every flashing light tries to fool you
Get you on their side, everybody swears they need you
And only you to make the buy
You feel flattered to be wanted and you don’t know why
It reminds me of that look, that look in your eyes
Never enough in a world without trust
Having to rely upon the lightning flash of lust
Like it’s almost the same as love
Every neon sign, every flashing light tried to fool me
There I was just stretching out my mind
To take in every wounded story
Nothing needs you so badly as a lie
So lonely, drifting, unmoored from real life
Begging, begging somebody to keep it alive
Living rough in a world without trust
Having to rely upon the honesty of lust
You had to make yourself wanted, to get what you wanted
Now you got me this broken prize
Clinging to you but blank in the eyes
Want is a feeling you can’t take alive
Till I fell out of desire like a slipped knot
I fell out of desire and nothing caught
I fell out of the fire wasn’t even hot
I could feel nothing nothing nothing nothing naught
My want was honest you tried to direct it
But it was connected to something I can’t explain
Immersed in all my pain
Like a root in a ceiling drain
Breaking apart everything
I never knew it
I tried so hard to cut through it
Never enough in a world without trust
Determined broken open and refusing to adjust
I swear to god I saw real love once
But nothing needs you so badly as a lie
So lonely, drifting, unmoored from real life
If nobody believes it all it can do is die
Other lyrics by The Weather Station:
Body Moves
At the end of the world you said Your body fooled you, your body moved you And now you can’t go home again You were crying, you’re so confused, why Your body …
Fleuve
It’s still there It’s still there Still there
Humanhood
Maybe if I go down to the water Maybe I can get back into my body It’s a hot day, shitty There’s weeds in the breakers There’s kids throwing tantrums …
Lonely
Could it be that all these Strange feelings All this physical pain This wincing at your name was only A sign of being lonely? Could it be that it was so hard? In a city …
Mirror
What this dirty old thing? Can’t you see that it’s broken? It won’t hold anything You said in your anger and pain Impatiently waving towards everything …