Too Many Pockets
i dont do that much talking these days
these days
these days i seem to think a lot about the things that i forgot to do
and all the times i had the chance to
and i had a lover
its so hard to risk another these days
these days
now if i seem to be afraid to live the life that i have made in song
well its just that ive been losing
for so long
well ill keep on moving
moving on
things are bound to be improving
these days
one of these days
these days ill sit on cornerstones
and count the time in quarter tones to ten m
Caretaker's Theme
I wore it out, I played along a bit and missed a hit. I抦 out of trace now, walked away now, alright... tried to fight, I look at emptiness, my private mess. I抦 out of place now, just walked away now, alright... gimme back the choice to win again, gimme back the voice so I can sing along with them. I抦 out of trace now, lost my face now, alright... wore it out, I played along a bit, missed a hit. I抦 out of place now, walked away now, alright... peace is over... peace is over... peace is over... peace is over... peace is over