Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the [bad word] difference between wrong and right

I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where? I don't know
Well Maria says, "she's dying"
Through the door I hear her crying
I don't know

Round here, we always stand up straight
Round here, something radiates

Well Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
It's like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house, and
Takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

Round here, we're carving out our names
Round here, we all look the same
Round here, we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here, she's slipping through my hands

Ohhh...
Sleeping children [bad word] like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says, "it's only in my head"
She says, "shhh, I know it's only in my head"
She said, "did you think that you were dreaming?"
I said, "no"
"Did you think that you were dreaming"
I said, "no"
"Did you think that you were dreaming"
I said, "sometimes I don't know"

There's a girl on the car out in the parking lot
And she says, [bad word] on, ya [bad word] on, just take a shot"
She says, "Can't you see me?
Can't you see me?
Can't you see my walls are tumbling down?
Can't you see my walls are [bad word] down?
Can't you see my sun stop spinning around?
Can't you see the sky turn black and brown?
Can't you see the moon is flashing around?
Can't you see me?
Can't you see me?
Can't you see me?"
No!

There's a girl on the car in the parking lot
She says, "why don't you take a shot?"
"Can't you see my walls are [bad word] down?"
Then she looks up at the building
She says, "I'm thinking of jumping"
She says she's tired of life
She must be tired of something

Round here, she's always on my mind
Round here, hey man, we got lots of time
Round here, we're never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here, we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can't see nothing, nothing, round here

So will you catch if I'm falling?
Will you catch me if I'm falling?
Will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you
I said, "I'm under the gun, round here"
Man I said, "I'm under the gun, round here"
And I can't see nothing
Nothing round here