Il testo della Resting place

I'm on a long sojourn
I'm sitting here shedding my skin
Don't know about inside, ugly on the outside
They're all messing with me for the shape i'm in

I'm looking for a clean slate
Just need to find a new mind state
Hey, let's go looking for squirrels, let's find something to do
I think she's shooting it right at you, "look down" i said, right at you

And the hail falls hard and the wind whips my face
And i'm a long, long way from anywhere real safe
And the storm clouds are flying high, mud all over my face
And i'm a long, long way from my resting place

Hey, let's duck down this side street
Maybe no, nobody else will see
Everybody sees us as big fat bastards
But i can just see you looking at me

Ever feel like a side-show attraction
Ever feel like a walking attraction
Some people call me tarzan in my big, big sweats
Don't know just what they mean, maybe not good, real bad i bet

And the hail falls hard and the wind whips my face
And i'm a long, long way from some sheltered space
And the storm clouds are flying high, mud all over my face
And i'm a long, long way from my resting place

I'm looking for a clean slate
Just need to find a new way, way to relate
You ever feel like a street walker, i get by being a funny talker
All those funny jokes sting, so keep walking

And the hail falls hard and the wind whips my face
And i'm a long, long way from some sheltered space
And the storm clouds are flying high, mud all over my face
And i'm a long, long way from my resting place