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[Originally by Counting Crows] 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 crumbling difference between wrong and right I walk in the air between the rain Through myself and back again Where? I don't know Maria says she's dying Through the door I hear her crying Why? 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 Its like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house Takes her clothes off Says she's close to understanding Jesus And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood SongtexteShe 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 better run 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" Theres a girl on the car out in the parking lot And she says "come on, ya know come on just take a shot 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 crumbling 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 round Can't you see me Can't you see me Can't you see me No Theres a girl on the car out in the parking lot "Can't you see my walls are crumbling down?" Then she looks up at the building Says she's 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 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 Aus Songtexte Mania