There's anthrax in the envelope I opened in my dream The sky is red and little kids Are running, screaming in the street I tried to run and save them But I had molasses feet I keep having nightmares And I'm scared to go to sleep
With you falling I'll jump down and touch your face While we're both sinking, stinking, thinking We won't drown You are my friend And what we're doing's too important for Our lives to end quite yet
In Montreal, I got so mad Someone broke into the van
Stole my guitar and Erin's bag Then we turned on CNN Watched the towers fall again And realized that our lives aren't so bad
This is just a test ticket with love And you will pass You will be rewarded if you do your very best Nothing ever goes as planned So don't take anything for granted If you do, the world will kick your ass
The air is filled with computers And carpets Skin and bones and telephones and file cabinets Coke machines, fire men Landing gear and cement They say that it's okay But I say don't breathe in
The air is filled with computers And carpets Skin and bones and telephones and file cabinets Coke machines, fire men Landing gear and cement They say that it's okay But I say don't breathe that shit in
An angel named Gabriel is watching over you He was a friend, mistreated But now he's dead So say you're sorry to him When you say your prayers tonight If you make a mess The gates to heaven, here on earth Will open up again
If you fall in, I'll jump down And touch your face While we're both sinking, stinking, thinking We won't drown You are my friend And what we're doing's too important for Our lives to end quite yet
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