No Way To Try
By: Peter Fattal
Duration
3:13
Description
This is what popped out when I had a little time to kill
Lyrics
Sitting here wasting time, staring at the wall, Wondering who I am and what I might be. Time goes by way too fast, Slipping sliding like an ice cube on a wet glass. Hearing sounds that I like to hear, Making time, making time, making time CHORUS: I got nowhere to go, no way to rock and roll, I got nowhere to go, no time to cry, I got nowhere to go, no way to rock and roll, I got nowhere to go, no way to try, no way to try. Picking up pieces of a fractured wet dream, Flashes of scenes crowding into your memory. Smiles drift round the crumbles of the corners, Melt into cracks fading into dark forms. Seeing sights that I like to see, Making time, making time, making time. CHORUS Waiting for the muse’s like watching colors dry, oh yeah. Trying to find the words’ like pounding on your head ‘till you cry, Find me, find me, find me. Crystal clear bright lights, shining bright, shining bright Lighting up the dark night. Tell me everything and touch me with your soft skin Pull me to your velvet warmth pull me in. Feeling things that I like to feel Making time, making time, making time CHORUS
