Counting Crows Round Here live acoustic Lyrics

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 and 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

oohhh 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 "sshhh...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 crumblin?"
then she looks up at the building and says she's thinkin 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)I 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 (oh)
Won't you catch me if I'm falling?
Won't you catch me if I'm falling?
Won't you catch me cuz I'm falling down on you

See I'm under the gun round here
oh man I said I'm under the gun round here
and I can't see nothing, nothing round here
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