Me and Vic staying up all night
Trying to keep on all the lights
It's hard to keep up what we have been fighting for for so long
Vic says "Hand me that one dollar bill.
I can show you the way to the ceiling."
I'm not sure what he means but I will believe he is right
It's not that I am lonely
Or that I'm afraid
Or that I'm sad or happy or even going insane
Waiting for Lsa to enter my life
She cuts right through the world like a knife
Every word that she gives me can spin me around till I'm down
Lsa has pictures not seen by these eyes
She can show me some colors that I've
Never seen in the years that I've been here but I think that I like
It's not that I am lonely
Or that I'm afraid
Or that I'm sad or happy or even going insane
Me and Mary are good longtime friends
She rebuilds all my natural defense
I know only that she is one thing that I trust in this world
Mary knows what I like to eat
Mary knows that my music is sweet
She listens with me and she points out whatever's discreet
And It's not that I am lonely
Or that I'm afraid
Or that I'm sad or happy or even going insane
I just want a place
Far away from this space
I like to feel the way that I couldn't every day