Haste
Lyrics
Early morn
the sun is in my room
And never mind that it sheds the light on doom
The clinic clean unpainted walls that silence
Hopes and lives that lived before
Somebody said that if you would go into your head
And you cry that your life is a mess
Then you suffer the feelings you dread
Anyone else who believes in that just wait until
You’re alone and you’ll find that you will
Not be able to swallow your pill
Everyday I go downstairs to greet
The same old fools but no one new to meet
And they’re all so full of themselves
I don’t want them I want someone else
Somebody said that if you would go into your head
And you cry that your life is a mess
Then you suffer the feelings you dread
Anyone else who believes in that just wait until
You’re alone and you’ll find that you will
Not be able to swallow your pill
Stay away and leave me here to find
The joy of doing nothing in my mind
The smiling face the staring eyes the scary climb
Upon the wasted time
Somebody said that if you would go into your head
And you cry that your life is a mess
Then you suffer the feelings you dread
Anyone else who believes in that just wait until
You’re alone and you’ll find that you will
Not be able to swallow your pill |
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Notes
Like
"Lucy," this piano-driven song was written about a year before it was
realized in the studio. The lyrics are about Steven's unhappy stay at
his Haste Street apartment in Berkeley. |
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