Capillary Life Songtext
von Jawbox

Stretched on this city′s grid
Sometimes I feel so well hid
Pinned to this city's grid
No sign to end or begin
This capillary life
Streets are slender threads to suspend
The weight of consent
The days that never end
And all I want is more than they can send
This capillary life


Is it too late
To change my mind?
This kind of temperate rhymes
Are forcing faith on someone′s time
Is it too late
To change my mind?

Dream on the evening train
Brakes scrape a song through my hands
Turns to a barker's call
Wide awake not to understand
This capillary life

Is it too late
To change my mind?