Tuscaloosa
The worlds right in front of you
Mines alway on back, somewhere in between
Trying hard to catch my breath
Shoes, telephone lines, my benzo dreams
Standing void in vast unrest
Planted in my chest these vacant beams
Pretend people that we were
Different, but the same, or so it seems
By morning time I'll be in Tuscaloosa
Waiting for your smile by bus
Hiding in plain sight in a churchyard
I don't think they'll let me out, think they'll let me out alive
Sitting same bar stool again
Wondering where I've been your guess is as good as mine
Livings got me breathing sighs
Wearing this disguise, and wondering why...
Lying on a laminate isle
Walking your wire in single file
Awake counting all your sheep
Tending them cause you don't sleep, lying next to me
By morning time I'll be in Tuscaloosa
Waiting for your smile by bus
Hiding in plain sight in a churchyard
I don't think they'll let me out, think they'll let me out alive
By Morning time I'll be in Tuscaloosa
Waiting for your smile by bus
Hiding in plain sight in a churchyard
I don't think they'll let me out, think they'll let me out alive
Writer/s: Verses the Inevitable