Colorless Green

Gutted out on endless road
Guided by the things I know
I left behind a barren land
And told myself I'd take a stand

It's the weekend dream to the weekday trap
I take my chance just to take it back
It seems there is no place for me
Still I'm off to find another scene

I'll be playing back the sound of every voice
That I come to know
Because maybe there is beauty in that noise
But I don't know
What do I know?

My mother's eyes are everywhere
When strangers stop to look and stare
Well I dropped my name so long ago
And I made new memories from the radio

I turn the pages of history
Until I find the one that's colored green
I smile at things that used to be
And I close my eyes and I dream

I'll be playing back the sound of every voice
That I come to know
Because maybe there is beauty in that noise
But I don't know
What do I know?

I lock the door and I am the key
Saying this is what it feels like to believe
I'm cursing every victory
And I pay my dues and I burn the receipt

I'll be playing back the sound of every voice
That I come to know
Because maybe there is beauty in that noise
But I don't know
What do I know?