White Canyon - Crazy Arm

So I kept my curtains closed through the summer

Because the room would become too bright

And I kept my thoughts to myself through the summer

Because you wouldn’t comprehend the beginning or the end

And I wanted to get up, but I just couldn’t get up

And I wanted to run but my legs weren’t there

Yeah I wanted to get up, but I just couldn’t get up

And I wanted to run by my mind was scared

Speaking one’s thoughts can ruin the effect

Of wanting to appear circumspect

Them’s the breaks, the pains and the aches

The strikes and gutters

Them’s the breaks, the give and the takes

And what doesn’t matter, them’s the breaks

So I tried to hibernate through the winter

Because there’s always someone knocking on your door

And I kept my nose clean through the winter

Because there’s not much solace in the drunken dark

And I wanted to leave, but I just couldn’t leave

And I wanted to give but they always want more

Yeah I wanted to leave, but I just couldn’t leave

And I wanted to give but they always take more

Drinking 'til you drop can ruin the effect

Of wanting to maintain self-respect

Can’t stand in the white canyon

Can’t stand in the white canyon

Can’t stand in the white canyon

Can’t stand in the white canyon

So I closed my eyes and sweated it out

On the boats and the asphalt and the tiles

And I called everybody that I know

In the hope that they would stir my soul