Lyrics
Ten thousand words swarm around my head
Ten million more in books written beneath my bed
I wrote or read them all
Went searching in the swarms
Still can’t find how to hold my hands
And I know you need me in the next room over
But I’m stuck in here all paralyzed
For months I got myself in ruts
Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls
Ain’t it like most people? I’m no different
We love to talk on things we don’t know about
And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief
And says I’m too caught up
They say young is good and old is fine and truth is cool
But all that matters is that you have your good times
But their good times come with prices
And I can’t believe it when I hear the jokes they make
At anyone’s expense except their own
Would they laugh if they knew who paid?
Ain’t it like most people?
I’m no different
We love to talk on things we don’t know about
And after we are through
Ten years of making it to be
The most of glorious debuts
I’ll come back home without my things
‘Cause the clothes I wore out there
I will not wear around you
And they’ll be quick to point out our short-commings
And how the experts all have had their doubts
Ain’t it like most people?
I’m no different
We love to talk on things we don’t know about