Volunteer
A big black record is spinning 'round on the table
Melodies are dancing all around
A big black bird is staring down from the rooftop
While the room is filled with ancient sounds
And memories of a long lost summer
That's been turning to winter oh so many times before
The school bell rings like children's laughter
And the old lady on her balcony
Knows what's next, 'cause she's seen the rain clouds
And she knows the sky will turn ebony
Like the coffee cups and cream and sugar
That I left outside in the rain so many times before
There was a fallen tear and a bush a-burning
But I ain't never seen no flame
I need a volunteer to take this hurt off me
Cause I won't fit this frame
You are doing well and I am doing time
But you never checked if I'm doing fine
A biscuit lays on the dirty plate
And the newspaper fails to bring me happiness
The big black record sings in harmony
With the cars that rush on through the emptiness
The bird on the roof leaves his stakeout
Like I left mine oh so many times before
There was a fallen tear and a bush a-burning
But I ain't never seen no flame
I need a volunteer to take this hurt off me
Cause I won't fit this frame
Melodies are dancing all around
A big black bird is staring down from the rooftop
While the room is filled with ancient sounds
And memories of a long lost summer
That's been turning to winter oh so many times before
The school bell rings like children's laughter
And the old lady on her balcony
Knows what's next, 'cause she's seen the rain clouds
And she knows the sky will turn ebony
Like the coffee cups and cream and sugar
That I left outside in the rain so many times before
There was a fallen tear and a bush a-burning
But I ain't never seen no flame
I need a volunteer to take this hurt off me
Cause I won't fit this frame
You are doing well and I am doing time
But you never checked if I'm doing fine
A biscuit lays on the dirty plate
And the newspaper fails to bring me happiness
The big black record sings in harmony
With the cars that rush on through the emptiness
The bird on the roof leaves his stakeout
Like I left mine oh so many times before
There was a fallen tear and a bush a-burning
But I ain't never seen no flame
I need a volunteer to take this hurt off me
Cause I won't fit this frame
Credits
Writer(s): Sander Van Der Horn
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