Con Davison

There ain’t nobody who knows
Which way your body will go
No heaven or hell below
But you’ll live forever

And when you figure it out
You take a good look around
Every sight and sound
The same only better

Oh I’m growing up fine
I’m only wasted
Oh I’m growing up fine
I’m only wasting your time

I see myself at eighteen
Confused by everything
I’m learning how I should sing
To make you remember

But you get lost on the way
And everyone tries say
Hey man, you really should stay
But I’m gone in September

Oh I’m growing up fine
I’m only wasted
Oh I’m growing up fine
I’m only wasting your time

I’m wasting your time

If I told you where I was going
Would you still come and find me?
Or would I just wander blindly
With no miracles to guide me

And if it was colder there
Would you bring a cloak to warm me?
Or a priest to mourn me
And a book to warn me?

If I told you that black was white
Would you still try to reach me
Or would you extend a line
In a effort to teach me?

And I told you I was fine where I am
Would it be a line in the sand?

Down in the hole again
I Cannot remember what my life was like
Getting old instead
It’s been a few since I got on my bike

Do you know the way to get right back
To what today you lack
Do you have what you thought was in store
From way back when before

Slow moving time
Like a pencil drawn line
Erasers too close behind
So it’s dots

Are you asleep my friend
Cause I ain’t been awake as much as I had thought
Can’t try to pretend
To explain all of these years I got

Do you ever snap right out of it
This psychosis
Do you know the way to stop the bore
Like way back when before

Slow moving time
Like a pencil drawn line
Erasers too close behind
So it’s dots

Do you ever snap right out
Do you ever snap right out
Do you ever snap right out of it

Slow moving time
Like a pencil drawn line
Erasers too close behind
So it’s dots

End of my life
Paper’s boring and white
Like the reddest of lights
It stops

I don't know why
But I feel like dyin'
When I'm talking to you
My head it spins
And I can't begin
When I'm talking to you

You say I'm having too much fun
I say I'm figuring it out
You're focused on the things I've won
But in your wisdom I have doubt

You ain't ever seen anybody living like they're free

I don't know why
But I feel like dyin'
When I'm talking to you
My head it spins
And I can't begin
When I'm talking to you

You somehow made it in my head
I end up doing what you want
This all is nothing when we're dead
Can't make it matter no we won't

I don't know why
But I feel like dyin'
When I'm talking to you
My head it spins
And I can't begin
When I'm talking to you

Lying in a hotel sofa bed
Two weeks in and wishing I was dead
Try to conjure up the things we said
The last time I was home
'Cause no one here can see me quite the same
Everybody's playing social games
Play it cool, yeah, keep your humor tame
But I keep freaking out

Is there a way to bottle up
The feeling that I get when it’s just

Both our bodies
Silent as death
Our hearts on off beats
Parallel breaths
Oh, when you’ve got me
It feels like I never left

But I’m in somebody else’s bed again

If I’m honest some days I don’t mind
Being away for the thousandth time
But when I sleep I sleep on my left side
So that I dream of home

Is there a way to bottle up
The feeling that I get when it’s just

Both our bodies
Silent as death
Our hearts on off beats
Parallel breaths
Oh, when you’ve got me
It feels like I never left

How do you let me go?

When I came over to your house
I dreamt that I was bleeding out
And woke with you inside my mouth
And questions of the why and how again

Maybe when I’m heading out
I’ll think of what we talked about
And maybe won't hear a sound
Just empty nothing floating around again

When I moved into your new place
I lost a little more than space
Now I just hide behind the days
When your at work or I’m away again

No I wouldn’t change a thing
To love like this it makes me sing
But don’t you for one second think
That one day lonely I won’t be again

Hey there, ma
Can you hear your son?
He's been screaming at the top of his lungs

Hey there kid
Well, you've no idea
I just had to pay a couple guys off
Take some things from you
To help and cover the cost

You said a lot that never was true
Took what I got but I can't blame you

I'll fight it
I'll fight it
I'll use my hands no knives and no guns

Looked in the safe
Beneath the plates
Under my bed
Inside my head
Looked in the safe
Through time and space
Under my bed
Inside my head

Hey there ma
Can you hear me now?
I've been screaming in a giant microphone

Hey there kid
Your head's too big
Give up the dream
And point your sails home

I'll fight it
I'll fight it
I'll use my hands no knives and no guns

Hey my friend
I swear I’ll send
A postcard from the road

Wish that you
Could be here too
It’s harder than you know

Leavin’
Believin’

In between
The hardest things
Is all there ever was

Don’t believe
The hype baby
No reason just because

Please calm down
It’s just a town
That’s fifteen hours south

Of where you are
With your guitar
Quit crying on the couch

Hiding in my far off distant plans
I see a house with people I don't love that I command
Please good god just tell me
That it won't be an accident
Spare me from a closed eyes existence

Is it doom to fall into the norm
Hunker down and live a life
But not know what it's for
Oh am I just a pawn
In some cold cosmic raging storm
Such a drag, but I don't know better anymore

When I lay with you in bed
I'm terrified that we might
Fall asleep and and then forget
How to get back to our lives

Everything that's swimming in my head
Its pointing to the idea that I'm already quite dead
I see the steps I do no want
But yet I still will take them
I remember reading something way back when
Who will rescue me from this body of death

God is looking at me
With a finger and thumb
Wondering when I’ll do something
That isn’t quite so dumb

Staring at a city
Like somebody with bad luck
Sliding down the sidewalk
On a quick three mile run

I cannot see
Cannot see where I am going
There cannot be
Cannot be a better way of knowing

Giving up a living
To make one with my friends
Letting going of everything
Except your love and rent

I guess I’ll just keep going
On that I can depend
To wish a run was over
Is to make it never end

I cannot see
Cannot see where I am going
There cannot be
Cannot be a better way of knowing

Here it goes again
I'm down by the side of the road
With a hole in my head
Quite unsure if I am dead
Could you please stop the bleeding
And pull out all the remaining lead?

Walking down a familiar street
I am struck with a blow to the left
That makes me drop to my knees

No one round for me to get up and chase
‘Cause I waited ‘til I wasn't aware
And punched myself in the face

So is there anywhere that we can go
When in comes rushing in
Someone we don't know
Yeah, is there anywhere that we can go

Fighting back
Just ends up making me tired
Maybe I should replace myself
With this imposter of mine

So is there anywhere that we can go
When in comes rushing in
Someone we don't know
Yeah, is there anywhere that we can go

The side of the road
Is not where you go
When you're stuck in the desert
And your water it is running low

The canyon below
Is calling your name
And the dust it is pulling
All the color from your heart and veins

Washed by maroon and grey

Sweet dried up sea
I can't believe
The moon is similar to thee
But here it's easier to breathe

Oh burning sun
You are the one
That boiled depths
To make them none
A bony, lifeless memory

The sight of the road
Is easy to see
When blacktop sits upon a mass
of succulent things

And now you're a snake
A snake in the road
And the groove of the desert
Has a better place for you to go

Sweet dried up sea
I can't believe
The moon is similar to thee
But here it's easier to breathe

Oh burning sun
You are the one
That boiled depths
To make them none
A bony, lifeless memory

How big can an ego get
When the fuel don't feed the fire?
My pain is the same as your pain
You have glass and I have eyes

Tell me am I running away
From running my own life
Yeah, I could bang a drum all day
But that don't mean that it's right?

Who's waiting for you?
Come on in
Come on inside
And it'll be fine