I tried to write the perfect song
To let you know that I was wrong
And fix the bloody hole in the roof
Where the hammer fell
My shoes, they fall in foreign places
Looking for my other in a sea of faces
A girl and a boy in the corner
Where the hammer fell
Sometimes I wonder
Is there someone there to carry you
On their shoulders for just a little longer?
I was stuck, stuck, stuck in the past
I saw you at amoeba and we fell so fast
But fairy tales always fade
And the bruises last
I finally wrote the perfect song
I played it in my bedroom all night long
I thought of you but I couldn't call
And the hammer falls
Sometimes I wonder
Is there someone there to carry you
On their shoulders for just a little longer?
At twenty five, I bought a sampler
When my band broke up
I thought I lost my spark
That old reaper left it's mark
Sometimes I throw myself around
Sometimes I wonder
Is there someone there to carry you
On their shoulders for just a little longer?
