I heard you said it's not your problem Well that's not problem I know it's hard to sit and solve them You're not my problem, I'm not your problem But I'll sit and listen if that's what you need I know what we say isn't what we always mean But I'll step real slow and set the pace Give what I take I know it's getting closer I know I'm getting further I know it wasn't working I know we'll stop hurting I know it's getting closer I know I'm getting further I know it wasn't working I know we'll stop hurting I know it's getting closer I know I'm getting further I know it wasn't working I know we'll stop hurting I know it's getting closer I know I'm getting further I know it wasn't working I know we'll stop hurting Do I break down Do I pick up the phone Do I go out Do I just stay home Chasing shadows While I sit alone Do I know how Without being stoned Do I break down Do I pick up the phone Do I go out Do I just stay home Chasing shadows While I sit alone Do I know how Without being stoned Do I break down Do I pick up the phone Do I go out Do I just stay home Chasing shadows While I sit alone Do I know how Without being stoned

All inside our Amsterdam she hides Watery-eyed That howling wind, she's waving hi Her other hand's in mine Oh, oh silhouette She's growing tall and fine She's got my back She'll follow me down every street No matter what my crime All inside our Amsterdam she flies Hoarding the kites That howling wind, she'll take everything But she's easy on the eyes Churches and trains They all look the same to me now They shoot you some place While we ache to come home somehow

Were we the hammer Were we the powder Were we the cold evening air Were we the wild geese Were we the tall trees Were we the shot in the air And the background noise Goes fading now No sounds, just the quiver of a lip Even the moon's half holding back Look, we're falling so easy Like the rain in the dirty south Justified for the fighting Were we living in the lion's mouth? And the background noise Goes fading out No sounds, just the quiver of a lip Even the moon's half holding out

Our love was untested, never rested Slipping through our city fingers Always dressed up, but never picked up Watch every headlight cruising past our door Oh oh oh Who's gonna pick us up? Oh oh oh The night is starting to ache Oh oh oh Who's holding the reins? Oh oh oh And that sonar satellite that sings to us in Universe We're just hard stone but so easily broken Like crumbling ruins off the coast of Spain Oh oh oh I'll keep watch tonight Oh oh oh When the coyote come Oh oh oh I'll be your watchman Oh oh oh While they're just flashes They're just flashes So take me however I seem to be, haunted I know Our love got lost out there Arm in arm, we'll light our torches And search the fields behind the houses Oh oh oh Our love is hungry and cold Oh oh oh Here in the first snow Oh oh oh Leave a trail of stones Oh oh oh So we can make it back Oh oh oh Our love is hungry and cold Oh oh oh Our love is hungry Oh oh oh Our love is hungry and cold Oh oh oh Mm hm hmm Oh oh oh Our love is hungry Oh oh oh Our love is hungry Oh oh oh

Fox runs with the lightning Worked its way into an open field Come midnight, we'll all be dreaming It's the owl who owns the evening Mmmm Mmmm Remember when the engine quit? My head against the steering wheel You sparked up, began to grin You and all your silver linings Oooh Oooh Desert flowers wait for rain Scattered seeds along the plains Storms will swell, the days will fly I'll love you like the passing time Mmmm Mmmm There's hissing in the underbrush Let's try and not talk too much Promise I won't say a thing It's thе owl who owns the evening Mmmm Mmmm

You take the big one And i'll take his brother Let's get this over with 'Cause i'm late for work Do you remember when we were young The swing sets, the costumes The dirt in the sun I sold all my baseball cards to buy me some clothes That's how it goes That's how it goes, and that's how it goes And i keep on thinking It's time to move on Move out to the city so huge Meet me some people Seems these old hills They keep on calling The clouds 'round here talk Man, i been listening I sold all these clothes to buy me this land I'm sorta happy most of the time Most of the time Been riding lots of trains The same ones as you How come you get to talk to everybody I'm just looking out my window at the night view You keep on pointing out my halo Your big pointy finger The six-fingered hand I sold all this land To buy me some dreams Just like those movies we played when we were kids Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars Now we're just liars