Mr. Duritz

Buried deep inside myself I crawl for light but I know I am losing I fight my weight I fight my health It's not my fault It's everybody else On certain days the applause is great I hear it loud and feel that I am winning Then over my shoulder appears a crow That's not a good sign Not a good look for me Under the covers I can recover At minimum I need a daydream Then in the morning When I hear that horn I didn't sleep From across the room I see you sway It stills my heart But that dance wasn't meant for me There's a time and place for honesty So shut your mouth and treat this as a library I roll the dice and to my surprise It's coming up Steve's So there just might be some hope for me Then over my shoulder appears that crow That's not a good sign Not a good look for me Under the covers I can recover At minimum I need a daydream Then in the morning When I hear that horn I didn't sleep Mr. Duritz and me August and everything after Mr. Duritz and me Mr. Duritz helped me through Through