He never leaves his home...
Because the moment he opens the door he loses the breath that he had right before,
That's why he's a Lonely Jones.
It don't take him where he like...
Because the moment that he turns the key he gets afraid of the sights he might see,
Too bad for that motorbike...
Walks past the mailbox to the end of the street,
Maybe this isn't so bad.
Makes his way up to the girl of his dreams,
Wakes up feeling so sad, too bad.
But his goulashes look worse in the light,
But he moves on instead in the dark of the night,
And in spite of the words spinning around in his head,
You're better off living,
Don't act like you're dead,
No, don't be such a Lonely Jones.
Track Name: You Were Not There
I took a turn so harsh and mean,
I was confused at how to be,
It was a normal time for you,
But such an awkward time for me,
And now I’m sitting, blinking, feeling, watching, spinning out of my control.
It came through rumbling down on me,
Before I had a chance to think,
There’s nothing else for me to do,
But to embrace it at the speed of - heart is pounding, mind is racing, eyes are rolling, everything went dark.
Rolling, tumbling, rushing through to do enough,
Fumbling, clumsily trying to keep up.
It’s getting close enough to see,
And I can hear it taunting me,
It’s something bigger than I am,
That’s saying catch me if you can,
And for some reason I just really, really, think I can.
You were nowhere to be found,
You were not there.
You had just left, now you’re gone,
You must not care.
I was not so upset that you were not there,
It was about time to realize you did not care.