I FLEW. WHEE.
anything but the blatant proof.Crystal Baller - Third Eye Blind
I close my eyes and I see a freak, I think it's me and I'm afraid to speak ,
I keep on going from week to weakness way out in a line.
I dream of lives we could have had before, but the heat is broke down open doorways.
Friends of yours will tell me more what happens in your mind ,
Can we try and take the high road though we don't know where it ends ,
I want to be your crystal baller ,
I want to show you how it ends .
Macrame queens in the afternoon and I'm in tune or did I speak too soon,
Punch drunk on somebody's joke, what happened to the time .
A footnote in your dance of days, In my mind that record still plays .
Still wonder what the fuck it says, and hoping there is time .
Can we try and take the high road though we don't know where it ends ,
I want to be your crystal baller ,
I want to show you how it ends .
Can we talk about tommorow and the promise that it brings.
I want to be your crystal baller, I want to show you everything.
I wonder what the whole things for, I wonder what the whole things for .
In the moment you were screaming at me I would have been somebody else .
And the patrons of the pub keep singing ,
Macrame queens in the afternoon and I'm in tune or did I speak too soon ,
Punch drunk on somebody's joke what happened to the time .
I dream of lives we could have had before where the heat is broke down open doorways .
Like waiting for a trick to score, It seems that way some times .
I wonder where were all going, I'm homesick for your primal knowing .
I wonder why the wind keeps blowing you through my mind.
Try and take the high road remember we were friends,
I want to be your crystal baller.
I want to be your diamond ring.
The one I never gave you and the promise that it brings.
Let me be your crystal baller,
I will show you everything.
I'll be your crystal baller.
