- Wasted time running scared
When all a love needs is to be believed in
All those Springs come and gone
Past like trains and boxcars leaving
But I would be lying
If I didn't tell you the truth
They will leave you
They will leave you
So come now
Let's go dance to siren's song
Come now
Leave your damage behind and gone
Some are lost to you
Wasted time running scared
All that I need is to believe in something like a Summer
And I know you need somebody just like I do
And all these foxes go down in their barrows to hide
They will leave you
They will leave you behind
So come now
Let's go dance to the siren's song
Come now
Leave your damage behind and gone
Just come now
Let's go to the dance floor
Come now
Lose your mind at Le Ballet d'Or
Some are lost
Some are leaving
Some are lost
Some are leaving
But I'm not going at all
I'm not going anywhere at all
Some are lost to you
We've wasted time running scared
Now Autumn's fire is ashes on the breeze
And it spins away like dust on pearls
As winter comes to usher in the evening
But all of these drummers go stand
on their hillsides alone
They will leave you
They will leave you alone
So come now
Let's go dance to siren's song
Come now
Leave your damage behind and gone
So come now
Let's go down to the dance floor
Come now
Lose your mind at Le Ballet d'Or
Just come now
Let's get out while the getting's good
Come now
There's no one left in the neighborhood
- Anything's hard to change
But hey I got you down on your knees again
You watch the sky
It's a pale parade of passing clouds
That cover the bed upon which we laid in the dark
And the memories that I made of a laughing girl
But you're just my toy and I can't stop playing with you baby
If you think you need to go
If you wanted to be free
There's just one thing you need to know
And that's that you can't count on me
I'm coming along real good
But I still can't do most of the things I should
I watch the sky coming down to bury me...
And I can't stop this crawling out of my skin
I know that you see yourself flying in out of the sky
Coming down to carry me but I won't come out
So if you think you need to go
If you wanted to be free
There's one thing you need to know
And that's that you can't count on me
I watch all of the same parades
As they pass on the days that you wish you'd stayed
But all this pain gets me high
And I get off and you know why
So if you think you need to go
If you wanted to be free
There's just one thing you'll need to know
And that's that you can't count on me<!-- span-->
- I'm always thinking
Of someone new
I'm never sitting
Ok with you
There's always something else on my mind
There's always something I can't find
You think about anything you can
I think about you
I'll think about anything it's true
I'm almost perfect
Some of the time
I'm also sinking
Some of the time
I'm almost ready
Yeah, it's almost true
For almost anyone but you
You think about anything you can
I think about you
I'll think about everything it's true
I'm always sinking
Beneath the sand
You're holding nothing in your hand
You think about anything you can
I think about you
But I'll think about anything it's true
- Well you know I don't like you but you wanna be my friend
Well, there are bodies on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings
It's ok I'm angry
But you'll never understand
When you dream of Michelangelo
They hang above your hands
And I know that she is not my friend
And I know cause there she goes
Walking on my skin again
And I can't why you'd want to talk to me
When your vision of America is crystalline and clean
I want a white bread life
Just something ignorant and plain,
But from the walls of Michelangelo I'm dangling again
And I know that she is not my friend
And I know cause there she goes
Walking on my skin again and again
Saturn on a line
A sun afire on strings and wires
To spin above my head and make it right
But any time you like
You can catch a sight of angel eyes all emptiness and infinite
And I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed
I see god upon the ceiling I see angels overhead
And he seems so close as he reaches out his hand
But we are never quite as close as we are led to understand
And I know that she is not my friend
And I know cause there she goes
Walking on my skin again and again
- Take a message to your head
Just stay beside her in the bed
You were so stupid
To believe in things you couldn't see
Then make them all you want
If you haven't got the reasons
Just make up any reasons
Then pick them 'til they're torn
Take it all away
You took your coat today
But they all go back in the morning
Make a time to find your way
I got a little further today
Wash your eyes clear of anything
Make them empty circles
Dress yourself in black of gray
I'm hungry like a wild waif or only child
This lithium is heroin to me
It makes it all withdraw
All the anger and loss
But it all keeps coming back in the morning
You keep yourself too clean
You dig yourself a dream
That we won't be coming home alone
Not this time
Not this time
Not this time
Not this time
- I sold my piano
It couldn't come with me
I locked up my bedroom
And I walked out into the air
When nothing I needed
Is left there behind me
I walk out through the shadows
Of Washington Square
I wandered the highways from Dublin to Berkeley
And I heard the songbirds of Valley Paurine
I love like a fountain
And it left me with nothing
Just the memories of walking through Washington Square
Now I live in the shadows
Where light is electric
And time is a number
That rests on a wall
And nobody knows me
My friends and my family
Are as far from this city
As Washington Square
So cover this warm night
In a blanket of starlight
Then I'll follow this freeway
Out into the air
In case you should wonder
And wanted to find me
I'm traveling homeward to Washington Square
I'm traveling homeward to Washington Square
Washington Square
Washington Square
- Cowboys on the road tonight
Crying in their sleep
If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand,
And some promises to keep,
Who wanted to change the world,
What's as easy as murder?
It's all headlights and vapour trails
And Circle K killers
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the eyes of anyone
But you now, now, now, now
So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been
But I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I'm not seeing
The look in your eyes
As his fingertips slid down your neck
And made you shiver
I'm just turning away from where I should have been
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, oh
The President's in bed tonight
But he can't get to sleep
'Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you
'Cause you never make her feel like anything
She said, "I wouldn't feel a thing,
But I can feel, I can feel..."
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the arms of anyone
But you now, now, now, now
So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been
But I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I am not seeing
The look in your eyes
As his fingers are unzipping your dress
And it makes you shiver
I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, no
Everyone's in bed tonight
But nobody can sleep
'Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn't love me, like, like she's acting
But it's as if she isn't talking
'Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding
On the front row while she's speaking
I said, "come on all you cowboys,
All you blue-eyed baby boys,
Oh come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer,
I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory,
And Sunday comes to gather me,
Into the arms of God who welcome me,
Because I believe, oh I believe..."
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the eyes of anyone
But you now, now, now, now
So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been
But I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I'm not seeing you look at me
So please, won't you look at me?
'Cause I'm not seeing you look at me
Oh, oh, I, I will make you look at me
Or I am not anything
Oh, anything
No no no no
No no no no
No, no.
- Can you see me
Up on the building
From down on the pavement
Or out in the crowd?
Can you see me
In the glare of the lamppost?
'Cause I am walking a tightrope
Into the moon
I don't want to feel so different
But I don't want to be insignificant, and I
Don't know how to see the same things different
Now
Oh can you see me?
I am one in a million
Yeah, I'm Icarus falling
Out of the sun
Could you see me fall in the light of spotlights and jackknife
Through night as black as a bedroom
And white as a lie?
I don't want to feel so different
But I don't want to be insignificant, and I
Don't know how to see the same things different
Now
Diving through the dark
While the night turns blue
Hey
Are you aware of your intentions?
Because I wear my intentions
So clear
If you see me
Wading through water
Come drown in the river
Right in front of the world
You can wash your face and hands
In the stream of my anger
It's as bright as white paper
And as dark as a girl
I don't want to feel so different
But I don't want to be insignificant, and I
Don't know how to see the same things different
Now
- Coloured rubbers and a bedroom set
I wouldn't know it if it hit me
You take a little step and then it feels like love
I think I better get a little of it in me
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like love
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like sunshine
C'mon baby, light me up
I wanna look into your eyes until I go blind
You think that you can do without me
I can't do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all
Your mother made you in a parking lot
My mother made me out of flesh and wire
Try to remember what you might forget
I try to remember everything
Try to remember so you don't disappear
Try to remember so you don't fade away
Your mother made you out of smoke and rain
Your mother made you in a fire that's faded
You think that you can do without me
And I can't do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all
I wanna touch you for the things I'm losing
I wanna touch you for my self-respect
Give me a reason or I might stop breathing
Give me a reason why I'm soaking wet
Gotta stop breathing cuz the sky is falling
I might go out and watch the moon explode
Give me directions to the highway crossing
I'll go lie down in the middle of the road
You think that you can do without me
I can't do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all
I don't believe in Sunday
And I don't believe in anything
I don't believe in anything at all
- Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville
But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run
I got a call to go to a late night picture show
So I traded in the darkness and i'm already glad
I'm already there
And i'm trying to make some friends
So if you see that movie star and me
If you see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
Well honey i'm just tryin' to make some sense
Outta me
I left a lot of ghosts in San Francisco
And now you wanna say you see through me
But what you wanna see ain't your memories of me
So why you turn around tonight
But i'm already there
I'm already there
And i'm just trying to make some friends
So if you see that movie star and me
If you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep while you're watching TV
Well honey i'm just trying to make some sense
Los Angeles
Boston gets cold this time of year
Seems like each day just leaves me numb
I gotta get out of here
Go walking in the sun
Well if you see that movie star and me
Or if you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
But honey i'm just trying to make some sense
Honey i'm just trying to make some friends
Baby i'm not trying to make amends
For coming to Los Angeles
Oh Los Angeles
No more Boston, no more Nashville, no more Oakland
Oh baby come on out to the sea
Come on take a walk down sunset with me
Oh we gonna get drunk, find us some skinny girls, and go street walking
Street walking baby in Los Angeles!
And man its a really good place to find yourself a taco
Counting crows
Adam Duritz (Vocals, Piano, Guitar, Harmonica)
Dan Vickrey (Guitar, Vocals)
David Immergluck (Guitar, Vocals)
Charlie Gillingham (Hammond organ, accordion, piano, keyboards)
Millard Powers (bass guitar, drums, mandolin, piano, vocals)