Songs from the Crypt :: Harvest Falls

When you lost all your taste for livin’ & love
And you can’t stand to look below or above
You know somethings wrong but can’t change a thing
And you don’t wanna listen to the songs the blackbird will sing

When you’re walking streets you never seen before
And your soul is aching & your feet are sore
You want to get away from all the pain
But you carry it with you, so it’s all invain

When you’re staring at rooms that you once knew
It’s not really the ceiling that’s blue
At midnite even God won’t answer your calls
So like a ghost you keep on haunting these halls

All your life you tried to do what’s right
So they fucked you up & doused your light
And now you’re all empty & twisted & torn
And someday you wish you were never born

The one that you loved she went away
And into night has turned every day
But the television keeps feeding you lies
It blares so loud noone can hear you cry

So you gotta keep on walking these godless streets
With an unhappy face & tired feets
You stagger like an idiot drunken clown
But you gotta keep on movin’ or else you fall down
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It ain’t funny being an outcast
But I know these feelings will not last
So quit your lamenting & stop to moan
Consider this: You won’t be forever alone

Someday your luck will change I’m sure
And for your sickness you will find a cure
Maybe she’s blonde - or even red
I hope that you’ll find her, don’t wanna see you mad