12 Blown Tires

Making excuses looking back I'm getting good at ignoring the past Seems like our luck was all we had Hold me so long without having to ask For me again, I go on counting Press my desire to the margins I've been face down in the garden You're quick but times moves faster Love like a natural disaster When I walk I'm barely touching the pavement You smile and laugh while you're waving To me again, I go on counting I know you are the golden son And where you walk new life has begun Waiting for fate to make it fast Hold me so long without having to ask 12 blown tires in under a mile 12 blown tires in under a mile Looking for a stone in a dust pile Counted 12 blown tires in under a mile Swaying backstage at terminal five Fleshed out kissed up I'm feeling alive Looking for a stone in this weather Couldn't even rub two dimes together When I walk I'm barely touching the pavement We smile and laugh while we're waving Cycling down the drain to the basement Hang on to the time that I wasted For me again, I go on counting I see our fates go on colliding