ROUND HERE  (COUNTING CROWS)
	Step out the front door like a ghost
	into the fog where no one notices
	the contrast of white on white...
	And in between the moon and you
	the angels get a better view
	of the crumbing difference between wrong and right.
	I walk in the air between the rain,
	through myself and back again.
	Where? I don�t know.
	Maria says she�s dying.   
	Through the door, I hear her crying
	Why? I don�t know.
	Round here we always stand up straight
	Round here something radiates.
	Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand.
	She said she�d like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
	she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land.
	Just like she�s walking on a wire in the circus
	she parks her car outside of my house
	takes her clothes off,
	says she�s close to understanding Jesus
	She knows she�s more that just a little misunderstood
	she has trouble acting normal when she�s nervous.
	Round here we�re carving out our names
	Round here we all look the same
	Round here we talk just like lions
	but we sacrifice like lambs
	Round here she�s slipping through my hands.
	Sleeping children got to run like the wind
	out of the lightning dream
	Mama�s little baby better get herself in
	out of the lightning
	She says, "It�s only my head."
	She says, "Shhh... I know it�s only my head."
	But the girl on the car in the parking lot
	says:"Man, you should try to take a shot
	can�t you see my walls are crumbling?"
	Then she looks up at the building
	and says she�s thinking of jumping.
	She says she�s tired of life;
	she must be tired of something.
	Round here she�s always on my mind	
	Round here I got lots of time
	Round here we�re never sent to bed early
	Nobody makes us wait
	Round here we stay up very, very late...

OMAHA  (COUNTING CROWS)
	Start tearing the old man down
	Run past the heather and down to the old road
	Start turning the grain into the ground
	Roll a new leaf over
	In the middle of the night, 
	there�s an old man treading around in the gathered rain
	Well mister, if you�re going to walk on water
	could you drop a line my way?
	Omaha... Somewhere in middle America
	Get right to the heart of matters
	it�s the heart that matters more
	I think you better turn your ticket in
	and get your money back at the door
	Start threading a needle
	brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
	start turning the wool across the wire
	roll a new life over...
	...there�s an old man threading his toes through 
	a bucket of rain
	hey mister, you don�t want to walk on water
	you�re only going to walk all over me...
	...Start running the banner down
	drop past the color
	come up through the summer rain
	start turning the girl into the ground
	roll a new love over
	in the middle of the day, there�s a young man
	rolling around in the earth and rain
	hey mister...
	...you know...

PERFECT BLUE BUILDINGS  (COUNTING CROWS)
	Just down the street from your hotel, baby
	I stay at home with my disease
	And ain�t this position familiar, darling
	Well, all monkeys do what they see
	Help me stay awake, I�m falling...
	Down on Virginia and La Loma
	Where I got friends who�ll care for me
	You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted
	I got an attitude of need...
	...Asleep in perfect blue buildings
	Beside the green apple sea
	Gonna get me a little oblivion
	Try to keep myself away from me
	It�s 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday
	It doesn�t get much worse than this
	In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle
	of these lives which are completely meaningless...
	...try to keep myself away from myself and me...
	I got bones beneath my skin, and mister...
	There�s a skeleton in every man�s house
	Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody
	There�s a dead man trying to get out
	Please...

TIME AND TIME AGAIN  (COUNTING CROWS)
	I wanted so badly somebody other than me
	staring back at me but you were gone
	I wanted to see you walking backwards
	and get the sensation of you coming home
	I wanted to see you walking away from me
	without the sensation of you leaving me alone
	Time and time again...
	...I can�t please myself...	
	I wanted the ocean to cover over me
	I wanna sink slowly without getting wet
	maybe someday, I won�t be so lonely
	and I�ll walk on water every chance I get
	...So when are you coming home, sweet angel?
	you leaving me alone?  all alone?
	Well, if I�m drowning darling, 
	you�ll come down this way on your own.
	I wish I was traveling on a greeway
	beneath this graveyard western sky
	I�m gonna set fire to this city
	and out into the desert we�re gonna ride...

SULLIVAN STREET  (COUNTING CROWS)
	Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St.
	cross tha water and home through the town
	past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet
	pretty soon I won�t come around
	I�m almost drowning in her sea
	she�s nearly fallen to her knees...
	...where all the bodies hang on the air
	if she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet
	either way now, I don�t really care...
	...she�s nearly crawling on her knees
	she�s down on her knees...
	...I�m just another rider burned to the ground...
	...It�s almost everything I need
	I�m down on my knees...

GHOST TRAIN  (COUNTING CROWS)
	I took the cannonball down to the ocean
	across the desert from sea to shining sea
	I rode a ladder that climbs across tha nation
	fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me
	"How do you do?"
	She said, "Hey, how do you do?"
	She buys a ticket �cause it�s cold where she comes from
	she climbs aboard because she�s scared 
	of getting older in the snow
	love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness
	hold on to me darling I�ve got nowhere else to go...
	...watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves
	love is a ghost train howling on the radio
	"Remember everything", she said. "when only memory remains."...

MR. JONES  (COUNTING CROWS)
	I was down at the New Amsterdam 
	staring at this yellow-haired girl
	Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation 
	with this black-haired flamenco dancer
	she dances while his father plays guitar
	she�s suddenly beautiful
	we all want something beautiful 
	I wish I was beautiful
	So come dance this silence down through the morning
	Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
	pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
	Believe in me, help me believe in anything
	I want to be someone who believes
	Mr. Jones and me tell each fairy tales
	Stare at the beautiful women
	"She�s looking at you. 
	Ah, no, she�s looking at me."
	Smiling in the bright lights
	coming through in stereo
	when everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
	I will paint my picture
	paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
	all of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
	gray is my favorite color
	I felt so symbolic yesterday
	if I knew Picasso 
	I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
	Mr. Jones and me look into the future...
	...Uh, I don�t think so. She�s looking at me."
	Standing in the spotlight 
	I bought myself a gray guitar
	when everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
	I want to be a lion
	Everybody wants to pass as cats
	we all want to be big big stars
	but we got different reasons for that
	believe in me because I don�t believe in anything
	and I want to be someone to believe
	Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
	Yeah we... 
	..."She�s perfect for you, man, 
	there�s got to be somebody for me."
	I want to be Bob Dylan
	Mr. Jones wishes he was 
	someone just a little more funky
	When everybody loves you, son, 
	that�s just about as funky as you can be
	Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
	when I look at the television, 
	I want to see me staring right back at me
	we all want to be big stars, but we don�t know why 
	and we don�t know how
	but when everybody loves me, 
	I�m going to be just about as happy as can be
	Mr. Jones and me, we�re gonna be big stars...

ANNA BEGINS  (COUNTING CROWS)
	My friend assures me, "It�s all or nothing."
	I am not worried. I am not overly concerned
	My friend implores me, "For one time only,
	make an exception."  I am not worried
	Wrap her up in a package of lies
	send her off to a coconut island...
	...with the status of my emotions
	"Oh," she says, "you�re changing."
	But we�re always changing
	It does not bother me to say this isn�t love
	because if you don�t want to 
	talk about it then it isn�t love
	and I guess I�m going to live with that
	but I�m sure there�s something in a shade of grey,
	something in between, and I can always change my name
	if that�s what you mean...
	...but I am not really worried...
	...You try to tell yourself the things 
	you try to tell yourself,
	to make ypurself forget...
	..."If it�s love," she said, 
	"then we�re going to have to think 
	about the consequences."
	She can�t stop shaking
	I can�t stop touching her and...
	This time when kindness falls like rain
	it washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind
	"These seconds when I�m shaking leave me shuddering 
	for days," she says, and I�m not ready
	for this sort of thing
	But I�m not going to break
	and I�m not going to worry about it anymore
	I�m not going to bend, and I�m not going to break...
	...It seems like I should say, "As long as this is love..."
	but it�s not all that easy so maybe I should
	snap her up in a butterfly net
	pin her down on a photograph album...
	...I�ve done this sort of thing before
	but then I start to think about the consequences
	because I don�t get no sleep in a quiet room and...
	...it washes me away and Anna begins to change my mind
	and everytime she sneezes I believe it�s love and
	Oh Lord, I�m not ready for this sort of thing
	She�s talking in her sleep
	It�s keeping me awake and Anna begins to toss and turn
	and every word is nonsense but I understand and...
	...her kindness bangs a gong
	It�s moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
	it�s chasing me away. She disappears and...

RAIN KING  (COUNTING CROWS)
	When I think of heaven
	(deliver me in a black-winged bird)
	I think of flying down into a sea of
	pens and feathers and all other
	instruments of faith and sex and God
	in the belly of a black-winged bird
	Don�t try to feed me
	I�ve been here before and I deserve a little more
	I belong in the service of the Queen
	I belong anywhere but in the between
	She�s been crying. I�ve been thinking
	and I am the Rain King
	Mama, why am I so alone?
	I can�t go outside
	I�m scared I might not make it home
	I�m alive but I�m sinking in
	If there�s anyone at home at your place
	why don�t you invite me in?
	don�t try to bleed me...
	...She�s been lying
	I�ve been sinking...
	...Hey, I only want the same as anyone
	Henderson is waiting for the sun
	Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends
	after all the dreaming I come home again...
	...I think of dying
	Lay me down in a field of flame and heather
	render up my body into the burning heart of God in...
	...She�s been dying
	I�ve been drinking and I am the Rain King...

RAINING IN BALTIMORE  (COUNTING CROWS)
	This circus is falling down on its knees
	the big top is crumbling down
	it�s raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
	where you should be, no one�s around
	I need a phone call
	I need a raincoat
	I need a big love...
	...These train conversations are passing me by
	And I don�t have nothing to say
	You get what you pay for
	but I just had no intention of living this way...
	...I need a plane ride
	I need a sunburn...
	...And I get no answers
	and I don�t get no change
	It�s raining in Baltimore, baby
	but everything else is the same
	There�s things I remember and things I forget
	I miss you
	I guess that I should
	three thousand five hundred miles away
	but what would you change if you could?...
	...Maybe I should buy a new car
	I can always hear a freight train
	if I listen real hard
	and I wish it was a small world
	because I�m lonely for tha big towns
	I�d like to hear a little guitar
	I think it�s time to put the top down...

A MURDER OF ONE  (COUNTING CROWS)
	Blue morning...
	Wrapped in stands of fist and bone
	curiosity, Kitten, doesn�t have to mean
	you�re on your own
	you can look outside your window
	he doesn�t have to know
	we can talk awhile, baby
	we can take it nice and slow
	all your life is such a shame
	all your love is just a dream
	are you happy where you�re sleeping?
	does he keep you safe and warm?
	does he tell you when you�re sorry?
	does he tell you when you�re wrong?
	I�ve been watching you for hours
	It�s been years since we were born
	we were perfect when we started
	I�ve been wondering where we�ve gone...
	...I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow
	casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there
	counting crows
	one for sorrow, two for joy
	three for girls and four for boys
	five for silver, six for gold and
	seven for a secret never to be told
	There�s a bird that nests inside you
	sleeping underneath your skin
	when you open up your wings to speak
	I wish you�d let me in...
	...Open your eyes, you can see flames
	of your wasted life
	You should be ashamed, 
	you don�t want to waste your life.
	I walk along these hillsides
	In the Summer �neath the sunshine
	I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me...
	change...