Lyrics from Nowhere Near You

Lonestar, Martha, Gone, Possessed & Dignified, Song Six , Jet Boy Jet Girl, Bloodstone

Lonestar

Martha

Martha, I'm not messing with your mind
All my life I've just been messing with mine
All the things that normal people leave behind
Do I have to tell the world a thousand times

All I have and all I hold
Should I spit it out for your stupid show
Every year another friend will never know me
But my trenches are collapsing and my dam breaks in so slowly

Martha, I'm not messing with your mind
All my life I've just been messing with mine
All the things that normal people keep inside
Do I have to tell the world a thousand times

You make me want to crash my car
Sell my clothes and set myself on fire
You make me want to dream
You make me want to leave
And that's how it is, they take a bite and then they spend you
Shoot you up on a memory just to see if it'll bend you

Martha, I'm not messing with your mind
All my life I've just been messing with mine
All the things that normal people leave behind
Do I have to tell the world a thousand times
You know, I'm running out of ways to keep it alive
All the funny little things we all keep inside

Gone

I won't know until I know
I won't know I was wrong until I'm wrong
Until I'm gone

Now all the organs are grinding in my head
And I can hardly recognize myself
Burning from the black into the red
And pealing all the metal from the bells

And now we're hanging out the windows like we're dogs
Pushing all the pedals but we're lost
Carelessly careen outside the curve
And gun it in the eye of a big fat twister

Possessed & Dignified

So what if I were left alone
To devices of my own
Rhetorical questions of control

There's more than one inside of me
And I have to admit, I'm getting used to it

A dirty window breaks the light
And I have hope of real life
Head in a pillow to seal it in

For now possessed and dignified
Why not sit back and enjoy the ride
First clear though I've had in a while

There's more than one inside of me
And I have to admit, I'm getting used to it

Oh my holy one, take that away from me
Oh my holy blood, what's taken you so long

There's more than one inside of me
And I have to admit, I'm getting used to it

Song Six

It's my mind, my line
Mine mine mine
Get away from, away from all this noise inside of me
And get away from mine

He can't help it, he's such a terrier
And just the type to hang himself
He'll get hung up, get hung out all over everything
It's no one's fault but his

He said,
Don't in trouble me
Don't you leave me
You said you would finish your thought

Someone put a bell on the cat before it hurts somebody
Someone put a bell on the cat before it hurts somebody

And it's my mind, my line
Mine mine mine
Get away from, away from all this noise inside of me
And get away from mine

Jet Boy Jet Girl

Are you getting strange and vain again?
Or maybe it's just me
You know me and my big mouth
And my imagination

My little jet boy
My little jet girl
I can see you both from here
And you know I'm nowhere now
Nowhere near you
The last to disappear

I'm going swimming in the clouds
Going digging in the ground
I've got to fight my way back
Come back like a bat through an angel's mouth

And I don't even want to find you now
Not with all that you know
You'd better get yourself together
Better get together with the winds that blow

My little jet boy
My little jet girl
I can see you both from here
And you know I'm nowhere now
Nowhere near you
The last to disappear

Mrs. Astronaut
You know he lives between the waves now
And he's nothing now
Nothing like you
The last to disappear

Outside the road sounds like a river
I hear everyone getting away
Outside the road sounds like a river
I hear everyone getting away

Bloodstone

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