bluechild

al around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the early races
going nowhere
going nowhere
the tears are filling up their glasses
no expression
no expression
hang my head i want to drwon my sorrow
no tomorrow
no tomorrow...


and i find it kind of funny, i find it kinda sad, the dreams in which im dying are the best i ever had, i find it hard to tell you, i find it hard to take, when ppl run in circles, it's a very, very mad world...