Karaoké Round Here 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 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

And 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 and takes her clothes off

Says she's close to understanding Jesus

And 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

Oh oh oh oh

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 shh, 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 nothin' nothin' round here oh

You catch me if I'm falling

You catch me if I'm falling

You catch me 'cos I'm falling down on you

I said I'm under the gun

Round here

Oh man I said

I'm under the gun

Round here

But I can't see nothin' nothin'

Round here