I tried to write the perfect song
To let you know that I was wrong
And fix the bloody hole in the roof
Where the hammer fell…
My shoes they fall in foreign places
Looking for my other in a sea of faces
A girl and a boy in the corner
Where the hammer fell
Sometimes i wonder…
Is there someone there to carry
You on there shoulders
For just a little longer
I was stuck stuck stuck in the past
I saw you at amoeba and we fell so fast
But fairy tales always fade
And the bruises last
I finally wrote the perfect song
I played it in my bedroom all night long
I thought of you but I couldn't call
And the hammer falls
Sometimes i wonder…
Is there someone there to carry
You on there shoulders
For just a little longer
At twenty five I bought a sampler when my
Band broke up- I thought I lost my spark
That old reaper left it's mark
Sometimes I throw myself around…
Sometimes i wonder…
Is there someone there to carry
You on there shoulders
For just a little longer