Lyrics

HALLWAY

How many years has it been now?
Same floor and same seat
Flipping through the same magazines
Still haven't read anything

And on the wall above my head
Framed trite in paradise
Florescent light glares off the glass
Bleached-out words not gonna last

Whatever’s said now won't come out wise
All we got left are words from our eyes
Prayers feel more like priest than friend
So just a hand on your knee again

That room down there at the end of the hall
Sure scares the hell out of me
When the white coats come through the doorway
They don't have to say anything

Whatever’s said now won't come out wise
All we got left are words from our eyes
Prayers feel more like priest than friend
So just a hand on your knee again

Can you run outside, put change in for me?
We'll be here longer than we thought
When you come back in, you know where I'll be
Same floor, same seat