madison sunrise

raindrops on the street ya know.

my feet can't keep a beat i know.

but madison is lovely in the spring.

and everyone's a t.v. show

and everyone's a radio

and everybody knows just what you mean.

 

you stand there counting/taking numbers

while the boy inside you slumbers

and it's taking you further from where you want to be.

it's hello can i help you? how?

the world is stuck in here and now.

the gears have just spun off of the machine.

 

  and baby it should come as no surprise.

  when you delve into the corners of your mind

  the sun will set the sun will surely rise.

 

naïveté is sweet ya know

but history repeats i know

the best of the worst get brought down to their knees

morning comes roll out of bed

traffic wains you lose your head

it's slicing you up now like a guillotine.

 

so what if youth is wasted on the young

then baby let's go have some fun.

it's taking you closer to where you want to be.

if everyone's a talk show host

then everyone gives up the ghost

and everybody knows it's just a dream.

 

   and baby it should come as no surprise.

   when you delve into the corners of your mind.

   the sun will set the son will surely rise.

      rise.

 

 robb

words music by robb

9.3.02-9.9.02  somewhere in there.