T.O.J.

And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love

So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment

Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug

Or maybe resident incurable romantic defunct in the face of fact

Blackboard formula erased by the next class

but the outlines still intact, and I see it

And I'm still not sure of the meaning

But I'll say it, write it down, and read it for you

No protective leathery flesh of emotional chain-mail

(No running shoes) no running, no locking doors, no anger

(No e-mail) no voicemail communicational strangulation

Or distortion of purity sentiment

No fantasy of reconciliation or delusion of no revenge

(No ********) no culture hidden agendas, no preaching

(No pedestal) no standing on the pulpit, no ego, no new speaker freakish lingo

(Here I go...)

I haven't loved many people

I grew up afraid that I was crazy

And one time when I was deep inside your body you purred

And I was sure that you were gonna have my baby

And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love

So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment

Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug

And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint my love

So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment

Measurement tossed at nothing for no one, a wasted effort, a shrug

I used to be in love...

Everything you said I took it all to heart

And you sparked a change in me

Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart

And I can see that now

And I wish you well

Cause you saw what was good in me

And I'll be god damned if I didn't see that myself

And everything you are

I look at that with pride

Before I could become a man I had to lose my mind had to lose my mind

And I see that now

And I wish you well

Cause I see what's good in you

And I'll be god damned if you can't see that yourself