lifting off

i ran out
of control
went to henry's bar and back
for not falling 
'to that hole
that made me feel so sad and 'wake

since you'd come
i started counting down from one
and no chance for lifting off

i washed myself with bourbon
dryed my skin with wooden towels
drank my coffee out of cobwebs
became a falling leave in june

since you'd come
started counting down from one
without the lowest chance for lifting off

true stories and a lie
thousand laughters and a sigh
eyes alway open 
but for an eyeblink
something caught them
'til now

since you'd come
began counting down from one
and really no chance for lifting off

'oh, baby, ain't this love?'
did you whisper 
as i called the whole thing off

(oh, baby,)
since you'd gone
i could count up agaín
and i have almost reached my past

(c) clark nova 2000