A Raindance In Traffic

A Raindance In Traffic
I'm fanaticizing about doing a raindance in traffic.
I'm fanaticizing about a storm to wash me away.
If you'd study the laugh-lines, you'd see that I'm cracking.
I spent six months now feeling like dead weight

The fighter in me must have died a long time ago.
I must have been watching his ghost;
Just going through the motions, just putting on a face.
It feels like 1929 and I'm on the verge of a great collapse today.
Every window in this house faces a brick wall.
I'm panicked and absent like a bird in a cage.
The word from the front lines says that we're out-gunned
But I can't walk away, no, I can't walk away, no, I can't.
The fighter in me must have died a long time ago.
I must have been watching his ghost;
Just going through the motions, just putting on a face.
It feels like 1929 and I'm on the verge of a great collapse today.
I was just happy to be a contender.
I was just aching for anything.
And I used to have such steady hands but
Now I can't keep 'em from shaking.

I was just happy to be a contender.
I was just aching for anything.
And I used to have such steady hands but
Now I can't keep 'em from shaking.
Can't keep 'em from shaking.
Can't keep 'em from shaking.
I can't keep 'em from shaking.
I can't keep 'em from shaking.
Can't keep 'em from shaking.
Can't keep 'em from shaking.