Tie your noose on catch the train and head downtown
Treading water in a sea of blue and brown
See me as you walk the length of the platform
See right through where these old 501’s are torn


Find a place where you can sit and drown your fears
With stubborn cocktails of big plans and wasted years
Referee the brawl between the conscious and the not
Trading punches in an unlit parking lot


I’m on standby
The power’s on but I’m still not making noise
Walking through these landmines
They’re only dangerous ‘cause we don’t know where they are
Find my way back through this distorted guitar


“Please use the other,” reads the sign upon the door
You haven’t felt this way since 1994
Glassy eyes and sweaty palms betray your calm
Can’t put your finger on the very thing that’s wrong


I’d rather lick the sidewalk than kiss the soles of your shoes
The taste of the street is a bitter one and you’re a better man than
I think it’s harder to remember than it is to forget
Where we all started, ‘cause you haven’t left there yet


I’m on standby
The power’s on but I’m still not making noise
Walking through these landmines
They’re only dangerous ‘cause we don’t know where they are
Find my way back through this