tunnel vision
 
a dirty backyard facing out to the train's not what i want, 
but it's mine just the same like looking at the backside of my brain
 
seven days have seen sixty degrees
i don't pay attention to what it might mean
 
always get razor burn in the cold when i'm home for holidays
for names i never learned, just say nice to see you when it's my turn
 
seven days and the money's running out
and it's hard to find something else worth thinking about
 
so i lie in my bed and i hear dogs barking,
cars passing by and some people fighting,
press on my eyes and see colors rushing!
 
i read the same books again and again but i don't mind
every time the end of the story seems different to me
 
seven days and i can do what i please
can we walk fast so i don't freeze?
can we walk slow? i'm feeling weak in the knees
 
while i lie in my bed and i hear dogs barking
cars passing by and some people fighting,
press on my eyes and see colors rushing
 
tunnel vision, tunnel vision, tunnel vision,
tunnel vision, tunnel vision, tunnel vision 

© 2005 c holford

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