turnstiles

I was younger just yesterday Chasing birds down the cul-de-sac Now my complexion is rusted gray Like the tar in the pavement cracks Been watching these planes depart While I'm stuck wearing gravity's skin I can't get too far Carrying this weight, oh I'm so unsteady Circling round and around, up inside of my head, inside of my head Buy a new ticket, line up, burn myself out again Out all again I'm in these Turnstiles They keep pushing and pulling on me til I'm running on No miles Where else could I end up to be If I wasn't so Caught up in limits Tied up in livin Every last breath that I breathe I been givin' to Turnstiles And I don't understand how to leave The metal's been chaffing on my skin Weakening my limbs Tearing up my wings And I watch feathers fall like leaves in October Another years blown over All I ever do's get older But birthdays are lame, so don't buy me a cake Blowing out candles, just adds to the stress on my plate I'll lay around, hurry up and wait It's all too much Circling round and around, up inside of my head, inside of my head Buy a new ticket, line up, burn myself out again Out all again I'm in these Turnstiles They keep pushing and pulling on me til I'm running on No miles Where else could I end up to be If I wasn't so Caught up in limits Tied up in livin Every last breath that I breathe I been givin' to Turnstiles And I don't understand how to leave Circling Round and around And round my head Turn me upside down Burnt out again It's all I do to myself Why do I do this so well I'm in these Turnstiles They keep pushing and pulling on me til I'm running on No miles Where else could I end up to be If I wasn't so Caught up in limits Tied up in livin Every last breath that I breathe I been givin' to Turnstiles And I don't understand how to leave It's fine It's fine It's fine I'm always saying it's fine Oh ah, oh ah