Trip The Stairs

Time so little time
Is all I'm hanging on to
And loads of drugs to feed the rhythm
Rhyme I'm out of rhyme
And nothing to hang on to
A record and a phone to kill the time

And birds were there and cowards too
And candy for the first time
No one kept the boy from going numb, going numb

Ride the horses in
And feed them while the day breaks
Appreciation's all they need
And rye whole lotta time
Is all they can relate to
A saddle and a court to beat the time

And birds were there and cowards too
And candy for the first time
Blinded by his trip the boy was reaching for the stairway
High so high

No one kept the boy from going numb

When will I get older
I'm hardly any wiser
a reason to believe you
Until I die
Rozen to the turnstiles
A harbourside to be mine
A reason to believe you
Until I die