歌曲名 Round Here (Live At Chelsea Studios, New York+1997) 歌手名 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

Run 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 the 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

You catch me if I'm falling

You catch me if I'm falling

Will you catch me Cause I'm falling down on you

I said i'm under the gun

Round here

Oh man i said i'm under the gun

I can't see nothing nothing

Round here