Thin air ain’t got nothing
On the way that you left town.
Breaking faster than a healed heart
Bends around a new sound.
Vanished into nothingness
Disappeared like a sunny day’s dawn
Crept up over a green-grassed lawn.
No one could ever please you
So you went your own way.
So you could have your own say…
Ashamed you’d taken pains
Ashamed against the grain
Can’t take the share of blame
Fixed squarely on your frame.
Nothing great is ever found in its formal form.
Everything demands a plying.
You’re the first person to whom
You’ll need to stop lying.
Thin air’s the only way to go.
It’s the only way to show
That those around you matter so little
That the love you have for them’s so brittle.
Nothing great is ever found in its formal form.
Everything demands a trying.
You’re the first person to whom
You’ll need to stop lying.
No one could ever please you
So you went your own way.
So you could have your own say…
Thin air has nothing
On the way that you left town.
Breaking faster than a broken pane of glass
Afraid you’d be left to drown.