Round Here — текст песни (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

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
Just 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
She knows she`s more than just a little misunderstood
She 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

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
But the girl on car in the parking lot says
Man you should try to take a shot
Can`t you see my walls are crumbling?
Then she looks up at the building and 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
Catch me if I`m falling