You can never get out of the line of sight
He sees a note in the obituary
There's an infant clinging to his overweight mother in the cold
And a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone
A collision in the dark, I guess it struck a nerve, 1, 2
I try to close my eyes
And I guess it struck a nerve, sent a murmur through my heart
Don't ask me to justify my life
Like a tragic real dream, I guess it struck a nerve
If there's a purpose for us all, it remains a secret to me
Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells
Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells
Realizing very well that I am not alone
'Cause I guess it struck a nerve, like I had to squint my eyes
And I guess it struck a nerve, like I had to squint my eyes
That his last friend has died
We just haven't got time to crack the maze
Like a barren winter day or a patch of unburned green
But I cannot ignore the stimuli
Introverted I look to tomorrow for salvation but I'm thinking altruistically
Every day I wander in negative disposition as I'm bombarded by superlatives
For a bottle of vodka for tonight
And she spends her last dollar
As they go to shop for cigarettes
You can never get out of the line of sight
