I turned the corner to your street
Who knew? If you could cut me, I could bleed
And I said that I'd do anything for you
Now I wish to God that's what I really mean
We are a worried age
Where your panic feels more real than a thought
And the vivid dreams of a careless death
Oh, it eats, and it sleeps, and it walks
And I've told you I loved you in every which way
But I just can't understand
How the sentence never scans quite right
But I've promised myself that it can
And I sit in my car with the engine off
With the wheel stuck into my hand
And I think surely there is more to me than everybody sees
Than this bitter man
Yeah, we are a worried age
Where your panic feels more real than a thought
And the vivid dreams of a careless death
Oh, it eats, and it sleeps, and it walks
Oh, I mean it when I say
That nothing, nothing else has worked
Oh, I mean it when I tell you, Daisy
That I really couldn't find the words
And the vivid dream of a careless death
Oh, it eats, and it sleeps, and it walks
We are a worried age
Where your panic feels more real than a thought
And the vivid dreams of a careless death
And it eats, and it sleeps, and it walks
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