There's a line on my shoulder
   i don't mind if you'd like to stare
   'cause i heard there's trouble on the railway
   and i don't mind if you're walking with him
  
   there's a song by my window
   brought along by the trouble in you
   for i know that all things were hurting
   and i don't mind if you're talking to him
  
   because you are strong i wish you had hope
   to settle down
   because you belong you keep your eyes open
   for something
  
   don't you, don't you want to bring your curtains down
   don't you don't you want to burn it all
  
   because you believe all of your systems
   are caving
   because of your grief nothing is sacred
   it's over
  
   these words are not mine
   these words are not mine now
  
   looking at some thing
   you're kicking it over
   all assistance its all a clover
   think i know you and your courts are changing
   all your records need rearranging
   think i know you and your head is reeling
   all assistance it seemed so right