The Corner Songtext
von Cory Branan
The Corner Songtext
Out on the corner of what I want, and what I intend to get
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
Once I had a casual acquaintance with my impending doom
years ago he promised me some day soon
I′d howl at the moon from room to room
I ain't transcending much of nothing
I′ve been down in it, I ain't free
Weren't no experiment - these seven years they went
like a life out of me
Clowning on the corner of almost gone but maybe not just yet
there′s still a little left to pawn and the bones aren′t set
The cast is slack, the plaster's wet
Stepping up the escalator singing hell I am out of here
past the predetermined terminals of tears
the wings are warm, the runway′s clear
I ain't transcending much of nothing
I′m still down in it, I ain't free
Weren′t no experiment - these seven years they went
like a life out of me
Maybe all the world's a hollow recreation, my desperate bretheren
hallowed blue hallucination we play to win
put your right foot out, put your right foot in
But it's a useful little illusion that′ll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you′ve been down and counting on
and it's a useful little illusion that′ll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you've been down and counting on
I ain′t transcending nothing
I'm still down in it, I ain′t free
weren't no experiment - hell every tear was ran
like a life out of me
Out on the corner what I want, what I intend to get
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
Once I had a casual acquaintance with my impending doom
years ago he promised me some day soon
I′d howl at the moon from room to room
I ain't transcending much of nothing
I′ve been down in it, I ain't free
Weren't no experiment - these seven years they went
like a life out of me
Clowning on the corner of almost gone but maybe not just yet
there′s still a little left to pawn and the bones aren′t set
The cast is slack, the plaster's wet
Stepping up the escalator singing hell I am out of here
past the predetermined terminals of tears
the wings are warm, the runway′s clear
I ain't transcending much of nothing
I′m still down in it, I ain't free
Weren′t no experiment - these seven years they went
like a life out of me
Maybe all the world's a hollow recreation, my desperate bretheren
hallowed blue hallucination we play to win
put your right foot out, put your right foot in
But it's a useful little illusion that′ll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you′ve been down and counting on
and it's a useful little illusion that′ll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you've been down and counting on
I ain′t transcending nothing
I'm still down in it, I ain′t free
weren't no experiment - hell every tear was ran
like a life out of me
Out on the corner what I want, what I intend to get
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
Writer(s): Cory Branan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com