Becoming A Speck

(album: Cup Of Sand - 2003)

Crowded out, crowded out
By a scene onto the street
Crowded out, crowded out
By an endless night of bad dreams, yeah

And the sun, the sun, the sun on the back of my neck
For a moment it helps me forget
The sun, the sun on the back of my neck
For a moment it helps me forget

I'm becoming, I'm becoming
Becoming a speck
I'm disappearing in your eyes

Crowded out, crowded out
We got a clouded transmission of a picture of me
Crowded out, crowded out
Buried in the pile of catalogs and magazines at your feet
Your beautiful feet

And the sun, the sun, the sun on the back of my neck
For a moment it helps me forget
The sun, the sun on the back of my neck
For a moment it helps me forget

I'm becoming, I'm becoming
Becoming a speck
And disappearing in your eyes

I came here alone I'm not leaving without you
Sending out signals but barely breathing without you

I came into this world alone but I'm not leaving
Without you