Crude Oil

Everyone is fast asleep All except for you and me Stuck with your big secret to keep Now please repeat after me I should not have to try so hard (I shouldn't have to try so hard) I shouldn't even have to care (I should not even have to care) I'm getting nowhere, you're already there (I'm getting nowhere, I'm already there) While it might hurt now, I know it's fair In a big of part of the old place Half-digested by the stale air It's your old days, your golden days You signed your waiver for background character status And mourned your savior, their not gonna make it You can thank your god, you finally made it She doesn't like to lose And I don't like to choose But it's not gonna be that way forever Faking the feeling, braving the weather But I don't see it getting any better So cease and desist, at least you get to reminisce Anything else not to think You've struck gold Well we've struck oil Atleast we've got something to drink Just look now who's gone all soft Where did you go when you got lost Now why would you keep your door locked There's barely room for just us two Now I wait here to be sentenced What about my good intentions? I'm a filled well, better days To put away into your pension As I forget to mention As it starts to rain Now you're climbing up the weather vane And the light is flowing in your veins All I can do is Smile and wave, as I say As I say "better days await" So you boarded up the window frame Waiting for a storm that never came I still drip from the rain in my hair Watch out for the plans as you rise up there Imagine leaving But give me one more day Imagine going Away And so the uproar couldn't stop rising To rouse our dollared ears By the time his family came The outlaw was in tears The silence dawned on all us there At last, when he finally spoke The floor was wet And I forget what's causing all the smoke I noticed that the dust cloud Was a newborn locust swarm I knew that we'd all die here Within the insect storm The mist would not stop thickening Until it filled like thorns And you arrived, with glowing eyes And that the skies were torn Imagine leaving Now please give me one more day I don't want to go Away So much for sailing up to the sky So much gold in the bright blue eye So much for lead in the oily pie No suprising reason why I've been a little to sentimental for a little too long I've been a little to sentimental for a little too long I think I'm fundamentally getting it wrong I don't have to live forever, I don't have to sing songs I think I'm fundamentally getting it wrong I've been a little to sentimental for a little too long Go It's too late for me Too late nevermind All my trials lord Soon be over All my trials lord (all my trials lord) Soon be over (soon be over)