Frequent Wind
Clouds forming - rivet and taper the edge of the blue sky
You're worried - the storm's coming means all your best years have gone by
Every romance is fleeting, your hairline's receding
And you're up and leaving again
And this is killing you, my friend
Old stories "“ lose all their charm when all your friends stop laughing
It's boring "“ listening to you self destruct all in passing
If you stopped for a minute, the web you've been spinning
Would surely grab you from behind
I guess we'll hear the second half next time
Leo said, this was bound to end
We tried to make you understand
Save your soul and come back home
You've got to give up while you can
Give it up, it'll tear your heart right out
You'll wind up back in the place you started out
Sweeping up the gutters outside of the embassy
Eyes glued at night to the screen of your old TV
Watching everyone you love just leave
Put your hands together if you're fucked and you know it
Don't bother to live if you're too scared to blow it
Don't try to tell me a thing cause I won't hear
No one belongs here like I belong here