Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Perfect Blue Buildings -- Counting Crows

Just down the street from your hotel, baby
I stay at home with my disease
And ain't this position familiar, darling
Well, all monkeys do what they see
Help me stay awake, I'm falling

You got an atttitude of everything I ever wanted
I got an attitude of need
Help me stay awake, I'm falling

Asleep in perfect blue buildings,
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion
Try to keep myself away from me

It's 4:30 am on a Tuesday
It doesn't get much worse than this
In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle
Of these lives which are completely meaningless
Help me stay awake, I'm falling

Asleep in perfect blue buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion
Try to keep myself away from myself and me

I got bones beneath my skin, mister
There's a skeleton in every man's house
Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hang
on everybody
There's a dead man trying to get out
Help me stay awake, I'm falling

Asleep in perfect blue buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion, baby
Try to keep myself away from me