Stop the Tape! Stop the Tape!

I’ve come a long way since you thought you knew me well
How could you know me when I didn’t know myself?
A stranger in my own skin, a little boy just waiting
Can’t grow up fast enough, can’t get out fast enough
And sometimes when I crack, the animals are back
Sometimes when I speak there’s someone else inside of me And every now and then the kid comes back,
This precious friend, he won’t let go I told you so How can I let you in? How to describe this feeling?
I’ve left all words behind, I’ve thrown them in the river
The storm is gathering. I feel it in my skin.
I saw the moon go black, I felt my heart collapse
And sometimes when I crack, the animals are back again
And sometimes when I crash, I’m seeing colours not existing
And all the time I hear this little kid’s voice
There ain’t no choice, he won’t let go I told you so And I wanted to stop the tape
I wanted to freeze the frame
I saw it on TV; the bed’s already made for me So heaven, dress me in a white sheet, lay me in a rusty bed
Heaven take the ceiling off me Help me put the pieces back