23 February 2008

Table For Two--Caedmon's Call

Danny and I Spent anther late night over pancakes

Talkin’ ‘bout soccer And how every man’s just the same.

We made speculation On the who’s and the when’s of our futures

And how everyone’s lonely But still we just couldn’t complain.

And how we just hate being alone.

Could I have missed my only chance,

And now I’m just wasting my time

By lookin’ around But ya know I know better,

I’m not gonna worry ‘bout nothin’.

Cause if the birds and the flowers survive,

Then I’ll make it okay.

I’m given a chance and a rock; see which one breaks a window.

See which one keeps me up all night and into the day.

Because I’m so scared of being alone

That I forget what house i live in.

But it’s not my job to wait by the phone

For her to call.

Well this day’s been crazy

But everything’s happened on schedule, from the rain and the cold

To the drink that I spilled on my shirt.

‘Cause You knew how

You’d save me before I fell dead in the garden,

And You knew this day long before

You made me out of dirt.

And You know the plans that

You have for me

And You can’t plan the end and not plan the means

And so I suppose I just need some peace,

Just to get me to sleep

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