A Self Called Nowhere lyrics translation: THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS A Self Called Nowhere song texte and letras THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS A Self Called Nowhere tab, paroles and testo THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS A Self Called Nowhere Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
I`m sitting on the curb
By the empty parking lot
Of the store where they let me play the organ
I`m waiting for my ride
But I want to wait inside
Of the store where they let me play the organ
But I`m thinking of a wooden chair
In a room at the top of the stair
And I`m looking down the stairwell
At the vanishing dot
On the map of the spot
let me take you there
The dotted line
Surrounding the mind
Of a self called nowhere
It`s a thing named `it`
in a bottomless pit
You can`t see it there
The sunken head
That lies in the bed
Of a self called nowhere
Standing in my yard
Where they tore down the garage
To make room for the torn down garage
I`m looking for my car
But I must`ve sold my car
When I needed to buy an electric organ
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