A Bridge over Novocaine

Well, something imperfect
The darkest white lie
And honesty’s not
A preferred reply
Tip-toe’ing you- know
Applies the same weight
We’re grinning before
Our Novocaine.

I’m packing my bag for
Another red-eye,
Rrewriting my story - with
Auto-reply.
The voice in my hea- eh-head
Just spitting out pain - thought
I was in my bed - but
I’m still on the train

If life is a road
The meaning is gold
Like the rivers that run
It’s here and it’s gone
We travel alone
And call it our home
Destination unknown
Disconnect on our own

A bridge over a broken
River runs dry.
The sleeping dogs woken,
A dead-end road sign
And nothing is so-old
To hide from today
What else fills the gap
Left from words you don’t say.
Nobody cares what

You never had said
No rest for the wicked or
Rest when your dead?
Born blessed with a ticket
A mirror in your head
You can’t erase,
Erase engraved lead
Erase engraved lead
Erase engraved lead
Erase engraved lead

If life is a road
The meaning is gold
Like the rivers that run
It’s here and it’s gone

We travel alone
And call it our home
Destination unknown
Disconnect on our own