298: If it’s ever gonna get any better it’s gotta get worse for a day
Scrivener October 25th, 2007
morning, where am i this morning?
now it’s really pouring,
crawling up this shore
and i walk the neighborhood
and umbrella does no good
and i guess its in my blood
couldn’t stop the flood
drowning, everything is drowning
go ahead and take the town
the town is yours to take
oh let the rain fall down
and wash this world away
oh let the sky be grey
cause if it’s ever gonna get any better
it’s gotta get worse for a day
calling, calling, falling, falling
grab on my guitar
and paddle with both my arms
headed where the voices are
i’ll end up far so far away
