In Times Between
I know you ain't afraid, I know it ain't no use
My heart just like a brick, with a blessed heavy truth
You're buzzing in the strings, you're sailing towards the skies
You're swimming in the seas that are streaming from my eyes
In times between these memories
The only thing left is the means
And you may look, but you don't touch
If you need me you know where l'm stuck
In times between
We needed holy answers, we needed tougher words
We're curing all our cancers on your stolen hummingbird
You're sliding into town, you're sleeping on the floor
You're filling in the frequencies I tried to ignore
In times between these memories
The only thing left is the means
And you may look, but you don't touch
If you need me you know where I'm stuck
In times between
And if the body had the strength of the spirit, you'd be here
We'd drink out in the parking lot, and then you'd disappear
But lately I've been feeling like l'll never sleep again
I sit up in a satellite and watch the cold world spin
Well, damn it all to hell, don't it mean a thing?
The love we knew so well was barely hanging on a string
My heart just like a brick, with a blessed heavy truth
You're buzzing in the strings, you're sailing towards the skies
You're swimming in the seas that are streaming from my eyes
In times between these memories
The only thing left is the means
And you may look, but you don't touch
If you need me you know where l'm stuck
In times between
We needed holy answers, we needed tougher words
We're curing all our cancers on your stolen hummingbird
You're sliding into town, you're sleeping on the floor
You're filling in the frequencies I tried to ignore
In times between these memories
The only thing left is the means
And you may look, but you don't touch
If you need me you know where I'm stuck
In times between
And if the body had the strength of the spirit, you'd be here
We'd drink out in the parking lot, and then you'd disappear
But lately I've been feeling like l'll never sleep again
I sit up in a satellite and watch the cold world spin
Well, damn it all to hell, don't it mean a thing?
The love we knew so well was barely hanging on a string
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Writer(s): John Moreland
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