Breaks

Oh, life will back you down And when youcannotface the sound When thevoiceof your father Feels like your own and your all alone On the telephone So what? Will Ireachout? Fingers stretched And myhandsare but the branches And my skinkeepson sloughing Mylungskeep on coughing My bodykeepsrotting away Away All this weight Makes me feel like I'm inouterspace And for real What's up with this place? Lifemakesyou Andbreaksyou down again"Well it'sdifferentnow" she said With athroatchoked up full of regret"tell me one more time? How it'sgonnabe? When we get away, from thiscrazycity?" All this weight Makes me feel like I'm inouterspace And for real What's up with this place? Lifemakesyou Andbreaksyou down again Oh, life will back you down And when youcannotface the sound When thevoiceof your mother Feels like your own and your all alone On the telephone With God All this weight Makes me feel like I'm inouterspace And for real What's up with this place? Lifemakesyou Andbreaksyou down again And again And again And again And again