Lyrics:
buildings outline
their own kind
of poetry
a man jumps
from the 13th floor
said he wanted
to feel free
glides down the side
Window to window
whenever you want me (ooh ooh)
Oh don't you know I'd be your substitute
Whenever you need me
Ooh ooh ooh
Each day by your window (you sit and sigh
on asking why my life is passing by,
And I'm left up high and dry,
But it ain't no good to cry,
So I shrug my useless sigh,
And I trust to things that
I see the pestilence outside my window
I see the dung heaps piled at least a mile high
I see the shards of shattered dreams in the street
I face
appreciated
Glance out of your window
It looks like sun to me
But you just count the clouds
Sigh and beg for sympathy
Oh quit your whining
It`s so
Equal balance in and out, all inhibitions shall deplete
(X2)
I'm trying to break this writer's cramp, massage my hand and daydream
Out the window
future sun to show us
All that is your beauty
Oh, and all that brings you pleasure
I could sigh into your hide
And say I hope I'm here forever
But
I am not such a clever one about the latest fads
I admit I was never one adored by local lads
Not that I ever tried to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
Staring out of a window
Into a gray sky scene
Alone stands a widow
With her skin porcelain
To a black limosine
She exits
Lost in a moment
home
The crowd’s departed the air is warm
The leaves are whispering as I pass them by
From a train’s engine comes a distant sigh
A young man’s walking
Said I've been getting by with my mind on E
Reality is sour but the pain's so sweet
Said I ain't living right and I know lowkey
This shit's so lonely
of the empty halls
Or all rooms that are empty at any point in time, sigh
Ah
Once you played in empty bars
Performing for the beer tap and the pool tables
It's cold outside tonight
We both hide in a blanket by the window
Watch the wind blow
Watch the tree tops shivering
Your breath is warm on my neck
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
The summer had inhaled and held its breath too long
The winter looked the same as if it never had gone
And through an open window where no curtain
End of October
Leafs on the ground
It's getting colder
Days get shorter
Creeps me out
By the window, self and I
Spark the blunt
Light the incense
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
lost in your eyes
The cold outside the window breathes a sigh
We can listen for the blue notes
In the songs of our dreams
Or we can dance to the memories
signs flyin' by
The countryside just shrugs and sighs
And looks the other way
Rollin' through the hills of West Virginia
Strollin' down the road in
beep)
(Windows down)
Well my
Mind is sinned, and my car is tinted
So bunny, hop in, and take a magical ride up in it
Magical ride up in it, where
In a room where shadows lingered long,
My heart beat to a mournful song.
Raindrops traced my window's sigh,
Echoes of a storm gone by.
Soft whispers
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