Testo Nebraska

Hey mike i wish i could
help you figure something out
but it's been too long since we spoke

your sarcasm radiates
unhappiness
so withdrawn and rooted deep inside
are you content at twenty-seven
were you hopeful at 17?

a void the size of oceans
stretches out between us
i guess our blood is suppose to be a bridge

can you pull yourself up
from this self hatred
can you pull yourself up
frustrations driven you to angry dreams

let nebraska disappear
in golden flames of grain
i know you can't imagine having company right now
there's a world of tired faces
that understand this pain
there's a better life
waiting on the outside
of these decaying walls

your bitterness doesn't surprise me
as these pointless days
go screaming by
rejected sour eyes
can't imagine blue skies

i wish you could find something to live for
besides the agony of bleeding towards the last breath

i truly believe that you want more than this (this is killing you)
that what you want is very simple
somehow so complex to get
please don't hate yourself