__Disorientation // Lyrics // The Rodchester Kings // ...And In Closing, / Sleep;;

Simple picture, a common theme
People walk down this street as green as envy
Since we're all we pretend to be

Hidden toys in a room of boxes
You deceived my trust and always talk as if
You know I fear that you might disappear

Balanced on the edge
Stuck between myself and the words you say
The jumper on the ledge is caught between his life
And the ground below
Some things you never know until you go
Far, far away from here
Far, far away from here
Yeah, far away

I had this dream, this crazy dream
That when I walk, I walk through myself
I had this dream, this crazy dream
That when I talk, I talk to myself
I live this life, this crazy life
Every second lasts a century
As you are endless to me
And you will always be

Balanced on the edge
Caught between yourself and the words I say
Stranded on that ledge, caught between your life
And the ground below
Some things you have to show before you go
Far, far away from here
Far, far away from here
Yeah, far far far far far far far far away