Screen of Days
Who are you? Why I’m not playin’ center stage?
I’ve been singin’ over you since you were half my age
And you are like a child stuck in a monkey’s cage
All spit and fury
And the hate and the rage
And we always say we turned a page
But the next chapter comes and it looks the same
So why could you wanna love, ‘cause it always goes up in flames?
Yeah, we fought a good fight
But not the good fight
CHORUS
I’d rather throw it all away,
If I can’t get my way
I’d rather blow it all to bits
If it don’t fit
Well, who needs love?
And what is fair?
‘Cause I’d rather smell the burning in the air
We sidestepped the war but not for peace,
For the game
Of me makin’ the world a better place by makin’ you go away
I guess we’re more alike than sane
And love is a stock exchange and war is a game
And we all ride in on a horse with no name until he gets famous
Would the war end, if I put down my charade?
Do I know you wouldn’t just take out your ten gauge, your grenade?
And if I put my arms out and step away, would you take the spoils and leave me no power?
When did we start to believe we were in charge of the hours?
CHORUS
I’d rather throw it all away,
If I can’t get my way
I’d rather blow it all to bits
If it don’t fit
Well, who needs love?
And what is fair?
I’d rather smell the burning in the air
Every breath is on loan
Every decision we make is either real or somethin’ fake
All of these hours and days and lies and lives and time is but a lost art on a float in a parade
And these battles are a lost ship in the sea of neverwas
When you pass from the screen of days,
Will you see my love in this maze?
Or will you lament missin’ the shot that would have put me in my place?
When you pass from the screen of days,
Would you see my love in this maze?
Or would you lament missin’ that shot that would’ve put me in my place?
When you pass from the screen of days?
Would you see this love in this maze?
When you pass from the screen of days?
Well, who needs love?
