On The Ave - Pinhead Gunpowder

We chased each other wet and soggy like a crashing wave

Grey and filthy in the gutter breaking all over the place

Down the ave.

in the pouring rain

Saying, even more!

even more!

At the reservoir you impaled your wrist

On razor wire climbing the fence

I cut my thumb trying to climb into the blind-deaf school

We were a mess, bloody and half undressed

In the shelter of the shadows of the frisbie street creek

A canopy of trees and leaves

With us hidden underneath

Time rolls over me

Time rushes over me

Why try to run so fast

It still passes you by

I had some friends, a psychotic couple

They had a room in a residential hotel

They fought in the bed

While we fucked on the floor

We’d only slept an hour together when

The manager set the place ablaze

I awoke to the smoke and flames

And had to kick down the door

Time rolls over me

Time rushes over me

Why try to run so fast

It still passes you by

Why talk about what could have been

Why walk around lost reliving moments

Why walk around at all

When it’s easier to drive a car