Track 7, selected from 'You're One Of Us Now..'
a song about witnessing the effects of cocaine on a person.
staring at the world,
with a different set of eyes.
feeling like i just gave in,
but im not over yet.
there's a line drawn in the sand,
and we will never cross it.
but throwing stones is what i know,
i wish i could just stop it.
i can feel it burning, collecting up.
ironic taste in the back of my throat.
for this denial i could never release,
you have spoken for me.
somewhere down on Granby Street,
lives a part of me, you'll never know.
and these apologies, and infamy..
i know this can't be me.
revive all awareness,
departing from this new routine.
crawling under security..
these four corners are all thats left
against a sympathatic kiss.