| "Crushed Cans" | |
| CRUSHED CANS Lyrics: B. Johnson Music: Deja Bru As I stare at this floor all I can see is the crushed cans What if they were cars with little people inside of them And all of these cords are twisted and curved on the floor What if they were superhighways connecting us to the world Chorus What if we changed? What if we tried? Could you stand up and feel so alive? What if we fall? Could you save us all? Would those wings be able to lift us in time? Are you on the outside looking in? Are you on the outside looking in? Remember that time down in Biloxi Mississippi? I thought you might recall that day We were all alone we were all now swimming In our own private getaway Only to find that the stains that surrounded us would never clean Chorus What if we changed? What if we tried? Could you stand up and feel so alive? What if we fall? Could you save us all? Would those wings be able to lift us in time? Are you on the outside looking in? Are you on the outside looking in? These little crushed cars are backed up in traffic on my floor Some of them are screaming Some of them singing with there arms out their doors They all seem to have some plan or destination Maybe they’re trying to get back home or out for vacation What if I screamed? Would anyone hear me at all? But if I only had wings I could save myself from a fall What if we tried? What if we changed? I won’t ever leave you in the rain Are you on the outside looking in? Are you on the outside ©2003 Deja Bru Music |
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