Worn Out Lyrics

Worn Out lyrics

Wonder flood the valley, tunnel feed the soil

Free advice with constant wit, never to recoil

Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of plastic lace

That untie at the first step, not the last that wins the race



Herein lies my sure demise, 'haps my one bright seed

This or then the other tact falls right and starts to bleed

Can you hear a toneless rhyme between my bones and sunken eyes?

No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise



Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road

I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load



Is it my own version of a terrifying leap across

An unforgiving landscape, when all I want is sleep?

Unfolding here before me is an ugly naked truth

I know no more than a drunkard in a circus dunk tank booth



The balls come flying, one, two, three, in and down I go

People retch in laughter while I scream out for more

Now I'm dry electric shock, I watch the sky like a broken clock

I tie my plastic lace and then I go back to my walk



Stuttering for coffee or a comforting brush

Across the backs of both my knees, mother sings to hush

Make a castle to the sky in honor of a man like sand

Who'll wash away in time and he will ne'er be here again



Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road

I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load