Four Walls Falling Down

Wanna live my life on the ledge
wanna be on the edge
so I just live in this world
with four walls falling down

Wanna go to the extreme                      You make the aeroplanes
wanna folow a poison dream                 that fly around the globe
so I just go on living                              and disturb
you know what I mean                           my earlobe

                                                               You make aircraft                       In an ancient house
Four walls falling down                         daft as it may look at first           she wrote her poetry
all around me now                                  giant bumble bees                      in New England home
you say yo've got plans                           with an oily thirst                       back in the century
but how
no American bees                                   Leave cloud trails                       The floorboard
in the U.S.A                                            weave white sails                        creaked
fly them in from Austrailia                     on the airy ocean                         the ceiling leaked
and you say that its o.k.                           people look up to you                 as the verse
                                                                 you have such a potion               prevailed
You've got scientists                                Leave here space                         you were not
looking out for                                         of the landlocked                        adverse to water
some miracle cure                                    yo're hardly docked                    thru the damp
but president                                             moving                                       you sailed
you don't recognise
Jesus                                                          You make air                             In an ancient house
coming thru the door                                  you make air                             New England home
                                                                    you make aircraft                      you wrote best
                                                                    take to air                                  when you were alone
Four walls                                                   continualy
four walls falling down                               you ever dare                            Lonliness was
around me now                                                                                              yor poetic throne  
don't know how                                           You make the aircraft               now the trees
to say that its o.k.                                         overhead                                   have yelowed
if you want                                                    U S A                                      now the flowers
this big bad world                                         you fly away                            gray
to continue on                                               from here                                  and yet
its merry way                                                yo're o.k.                                  ghosts of shadows
                                                                                                                       still speak of
                                                                                                                       yor day
Four walls falling
four walls falling down                                                                                 The floorboards
because this world                                                                                         creaked
has reached the signpost                                                                                 in an ancient house
of armageddon town.                                                                                      where you wrote
                                                                                                                        poetry
                                                                                                                        quiet as a mouse.

Large car eating up fuel
just to take the kids to school
the planet's on the skids
but anyway
its under some evil rule

You don't fool                                           From Milwaukee to Missouri   
don't fool easy                                           be in faith
state of the planet                                       stay hopeful
don't make you queezy                               tho they say different

                                                                   In dead ghost town
You know about endtime                           don't look down
that God has sent his sign                           never frown
its in the fires and tornados
yor not on yor toes                                     Sometimes you got so hi before
at the starting line                                       you can't help yor going down
                                                                    even tho yo're towing troubles
                                                                    you can't afford to drown
You don't fool                                             yorself in a sea of strong water
don't fool easy                                              things won't alter
yor not for this world realy                          just because you think they shold
its run by evil persons                                  now you don't believe they ever could
its destitute nearly
                                                                     In dead ghost town
                                                                     where boarded homes
Yor waiting for something                           are falling down
coming down                                                just don't be a ghost
yor not depending                                         stay with ones you love the most
on the ghost town                                          hi hi
                                                                       sometimes you got so hi before
                                                                       hi hi
Things are evaporating                                  you were elevated with what
the houses repossessed                                   once you saw
you smile and still look up above                  hi hi 
you don't get depressed                                  sometimes you got so hi before
                                                                        you can't help yor going down
                                                                        yor looking down
You don't fool                                                 yor crashing down
don't fool easy                                                 like the town around you
you know this isn't real
all this life's trouble                                         hi hi
all of its squeal                                                no more looking down
                                                                         no booking into rehab
                                                                         no more frown
Don't fool                                                         yo're going to build up
don't fool easy                                                  not look down
this world won't remain                                   hi hi
yo're not gonna watch                                      yo're going to fly hi again
it slipping away                                                hi-er than a down.
gonna climb that drain.