Answers Unquestioned

Ripped up jeans pulled over my cold legs
I get up from this cold sleep, I take off
into a cold world when I pull over onto
I go back out and pound this pavement
My skull pounds against my brain
and it's wearing me out
it's wearing me down

I knock on doors and shake out the rattle
like a piggy bank with not much worth
The only thing left is the only thing
that doesn't surprise me anymore.

It only rains and doors go on unanswered
Questions go unanswered
Why does this happen everytime
Another ones gets slammed
Rocked to sleep with a good story to tell
Nations of babies ocked to sleep inside a falling cradle
the heartache and the back ache
and why this is all so so so

Carrying heavy loads on guilty trips
It's pounding it's head against
the phantom lingering brick wall
that came tumbling down between east and west
and buildings come tumbling 10 blocks down the road

Allness and completeness
in such a physical way
Sci-Fi's making it's comeback
with the special effects more spectacular then before
Fears and knees buckle in
and it's for us to knuckle down
But they can't believe it
They can't concieve it

Doors go knocked
answers go unquestioned
as we saunter in around the cul-de-sacs
two by two we keep marching in the rain
He did what he could, the door closed
and two of everything survived