Pearl Jam Follow

The mind is grey,... like the city

Packing in and overgrown

Love is deep,... dig it out

Standing in a hole alone

Working for something,.. that one can never hold

A place in the clouds.

Good place to hide oh my oh

I'm flying away, away

I'm driving away, away

The TV, she talks to me

Breaking news and building walls

Selling me, what I dont need

Didn't know soap made you taller

So I'm riding away, away

Hiding away, away

So much talk it makes no sense at all

So I'm flying away, away

Driving away, away

my senses have gone

AWOL, AWOL, AWOL, AWOL, AWOL

Passing old friends I don't miss at all

It doesn't hurt,.. when I bleed

BUt memories they eat me

I've seen it all before,..

Bring it on cause I'm no victim

Dying

Dying