Going Nowhere from The Curse by Late Traveler
Tracklist
| 4. | Going Nowhere | 7:28 |
Lyrics
I'm so desperate,
So despondent,
Waiting round for you to come back,
Oh the life that I had,
Was torn from my hands,
I spend my days just trying to get it back,
But its hopeless,
All my efforts fruitless,
And I guess that's the way that it goes,
So I'll be the person I hate,
Take regret to the grave,
My memory a story untold,
This is my life,
As I see it,
I write the songs that fall on laymen's ears,
There's no pain to dismay,
No neglect of my day,
A straight line, drawn on a blank page.
Going nowhere,
Going nowhere,
Dig my feet into the dirt,
Push with all that I'm worth,
Met with countless blank stares,
Going nowhere.
Shouldn't be said,
It's all regrets,
There have been better days,
Long sunny days,
Days of bliss.
But on grey skies they depend,
This old heart it never mends,
Farewell now to the optimist,
My old friend.
Going nowhere,
Going nowhere,
Dig my feet into the dirt,
Push with all that I'm worth,
Met with countless blank stares,
Going nowhere.
There's a break in the clouds,
And the sun fills my room,
Oh I know now that better day is coming soon,
where there's no weight on my shoulders,
but a breeze in my hair,
And a light heart unburdened free of care,
Then I look at my room and the windows are cracked,
Decay in each corner,
And every wall smashed,
The space in between is now all that I lack,
The air is thick with time that no one gets back,
Oh the floor it needs sweeping,
The door it won't close,
The angles all crooked in need of repose,
Each surface is barren,
And every shelve stark,
The trim is ill fitting,
Because I missed the mark,
Oh this world looks so much better in the dark.
Going nowhere,
Going nowhere,
Dig my feet into the dirt,
Push with all that I'm worth,
Met with countless blank stares,
Going nowhere.
Going nowhere.
Going nowhere.
