nothingman
Once divided…nothing left to subtract…
Some words when spoken…can’t be taken back…
Walks on his own…with thoughts he can’t help thinking…
Future’s above…but in the past he’s slow and sinking…
Caught a bolt ‘a lightnin’…cursed the day he let it go…
Nothingman
Nothingman
Isn’t it something?
Nothingman…
She once believed…in every story he had to tell…
One day she stiffened…took the other side…
Empty stares…from each corner of a shared prison cell…
One just escapes…one’s left inside the well…
And he who forgets…will be destined to remember
Nothingman
Nothingman
Isn’t it something?
Nothingman…
Oh, she don’t want him…
Oh, she won’t feed him…after he’s flown away…
Oh, into the sun…ah, into the sun…
Burn…burn…
Nothingman
Nothingman
Isn’t it something?
Nothingman…
Nothingman
Nothingman
Coulda’ been something…
Nothingman…
by Pearl Jam
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- Tuesday, October 12th, 2004 at 11:46 pm
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- vizualizer
- Category:
- listen and feel
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