City Vs. Country

Each month you lose your touch a little more.
In a silence no melody could erase.
The super sonic age really makes you look so great.
ok, ok.
The ground lanes in the air another day.
ok ok it's not what you wanted me to say ok, ok.
ok , ok, ok it's not what you wanted me to say ok, ok.
it seems like it was enough but it's not ever enough no,
it seems like it was enough but it's not ever enough ok,
the city life hushed her, she will erase.
in a comin' down to the subway.
and the light of the train flicker off across your face ok, ok,
it's hard to say it's hard to say
ok, ok, ok, it's not what you wanted me to say ok, ok.
Ok, ok it's not what you wanted me to say ok, ok it seems like it was enough, but, it's not ever enough no,
it seems like it was enough, but, it's not ever enough no.
It seems like it was enough, but, it's not ever enough ok, ok.
Rap your troubles up,
turn them into dust,
losing touch.
I know, I know.
Good friends come and go,
everyone knows.
Starts leaving you alone.
I know, i know.