How can it be I see you from a distance
And I'm standing here inside myself with my feet below my knees
Remember how you said you could see it in the distance
But you could not find an atlas
Or a compass
That would get you there from here
Don't you wish that you had stones in your shoes
Little monsters nipping at your ankle bones
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
Every lover has her boxes underneath
The sagging bed with monuments pressed into it
That cannot be washed out with water and
They'll read the books and say, how strange, how cruel it was
They used to ride on horses
And keep their dogs in wire crates at night
Don't you wish that you had stones in your shoes
Little monsters nipping at your ankle bones
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
Don't you wish that you had stones in your shoes
Little monsters nipping at your ankle bones
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side
There is a circle drawn around you and I'm standing on the other side