WORDS

SEE THE MAN

We kissed in the middle of the road. 

Locked tight underneath a willow.

We stayed that way for too long. No surprise.

Cause when we come up we’ve got to look in each other’s eyes.

 

Old habits die hard. I keep thinking that you’re going to be there.

Give me some time. 

I’ve hung blankets on all of the mirrors. 

All of the mirrors.

 

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

In a house too big to call home.

Everything keeps spinning around me.

You keep dreaming of the man I should be.

And I don’t want to see the man living alone.

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

 

We hold hand and we walk side by side. 

We don’t talk and we squirm to the left and right.

Our hands are sweating so bad it feels like we’re melting together. 

Almost, not quite.

 

There’s a plane in the sky. I try to trace its trail with my finger.

The rest of my life just dangles like the carrot and stick, dear.

The carrot and stick, dear.

 

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

In a house too big to call home.

Everything keeps spinning around me.

You keep dreaming of the man I should be.

And I don’t want to see the man living alone.

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

 

I don’t want to see. I don’t want to see.

 

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

In a house too big to call home.

Everything keeps spinning around me.

You keep dreaming of the man I should be.

And I don’t want to see the man living alone.

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

Don’t want to see the man living alone.

 

 

Scott Connor- Drums

Jim Walker- Guitars, Bass, Keys, Lead Vx, Bg Vx