So many miles behind Still I drive with the pedal down I was off the map hours back It's beneath the seat, I think It's with two pennies and a match And something else, I can't remember But in the time that it would take to fish it out I'll be another mile gone
And I feel so wrong Trying to feel right In light of all the things I've passed You'd think that I'd have learned
This is not the land was promised me Even as far as my eyes can see I'm so wound up, Lord, I can't even breathe And I don't want words I just want some peace Some peace, some peace
It seems I've misplaced my faith 'Cause it's 11:12, nothing's changed Well, nothing except the channel I'm afraid And the number there No, it's the same Oh, this must be the savior of the month And what I must have Where's the night gone? 'Cause I'm so tired and out of shape You've gotta get me up But I can't get up today
'Cause it's been so long Since I've felt right All the rote, rehearsal, proof You'd think that I'd have learned
Break me, break me, break me
This is not the land was promised me Gotta get out of bed, get something to read And I gotta feed my brother, not my eyes If not, then I'll be all I despise
Black Frank lyrics