Matthew Good - Entresol lyrics

The small room turning in the half night Is drowned in the motion of the traffic outside Slipping into the endless canyons of infinity The minds eye measures the risks of the night Through the porthole in the wall Watch the white fall from nowhere in the sky And wonder why it happens this way Again and again and again and again Hey mister, can you turn it down? I'm not in the mood tonight Most of these guys have been sitting here all their lives They are deaf to the sights You know its not me to be right Just confused by the empty arms That hold me and hold me And hold me Again and again And again and again And every night And every night Give me the chance and let me prove it to you Maybe you can own a little of my life too And I am my own partner in crime Doing just fine I'm doing what I can You know they'll probably say I was a happy man Was I a happy man Small room still in the new light Is carrying the comforts of a lost carnal resurrection I am drawing a map to oblivion And when I get there I will send for you, and I And I will give you directions Through the porthole in the wall Watch the white fall from nowhere in the sky And wonder why it happens this way Again and again and again and again Again and again Again and again Again and again Tell me again why it happens this way