Cornered

(альбом: Halfway Between Here And There - 1999)

Standing in the rain, a broken window pane
The raindrops fall upon my head
There's nothing left to do, repetition's turned me blue
And all of my thoughts are dead

Well I can see for miles, in every direction
And I can see your hell in your reflection
In your reflection

Lying in her bed, staring at her head
I wonder what she's thinking now?
All my thoughts are true, of what I said to you
It seems so much like home right now

And I can see for miles, in every direction
And I can see your hell in your reflection
In your reflection

I can see you with your back to the wall
I can see you with your back to the wall
I will be there when you finally fall
I will be there when you finally fall
Nothing left you could say this time
And you can't weasel out this time but
I can see you with your back to the wall

Standing in the rain, all the people look the same
The raindrops fall upon my head
There's nothing left to do 'cause my brain's too full of glue
It's like my mind is overfed

And I can see for miles, in every direction
And I can see your hell in your reflection
In your reflection

I can see you with your back to the wall
I can see you with your back to the wall
I will be there when you finally fall
I will be there when you finally fall
Nothing witty seems to come to mind
And you don't weasel out this time but
I can see you with your back to the wall

Cornered with your back to the wall
Cornered with your back to the wall

Cornered with your back to the wall
Cornered with your back to the wall

Cornered with your back to the wall
Cornered with your back to the wall