Concerning The Horizon (Bonus Track)

(álbum: Joy Of Nothing - 2013)

You hold up the walls
And I walk the halls for the day
And you curse the weather and wait
And I walk home in the rain

You always said there was something funny about me

Well, I often feel warm there
Standing in the cold air
With no path and no horizon
About as hard as it gets
Out there on the corner
I felt much like a foreigner
Though we spoke the same language
And smoked the same cigarettes

You were always talking about fighting
And my eyes were always on the horizon

Really doesn't care about love
So I can never show
Don't give me the ball
I'm the only one won't score a goal

You've always said that I act really old

Though I often feel warm there
Standing in the cold air
With no path and no horizon
About as hard as it gets
Out there on the corner
I felt much like a foreigner
Though we spoke the same language
And smoked the same cigarettes

You were always talking about fighting
And my eyes were always on the horizon