Candace

Lyrics

When I move forward, I take three steps back Does the world turn on an axis or a track? There's a time and a place for everything I get seasonal depression in the spring When the flowers come up from their beds They'll be laughing despite the dead In Canada, in an old forgotten shed There's a little girl freezing to death In LA, there's a businessman in bed He's giving and getting head Yeah, he's givin' and gettin' it There's a time and a place for everything There's the funeral dirge, there's the wedding ring There's the way that you like to part your hair There's the hey, hey, hey There's the tone that you use with me in the dark There's the noise that you make when you parallel park There's the crippling fear that you've had from the start And you still can't fake it, you still can't shake it You still can't break the mold It doesn't matter how you feel It doesn't matter what is real The best you can hope for anyone is a painless execution