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  1. Better Than This

From the recording Walking in on America

Lyrics

Vickie calls at 7
From a pay phone near her house
Says she's feeling scared and isolated
So I pray as hard as I can
That she's gonna be ok
As I'm on my way to her place.
And I've known her since November
But I don't know her at all
I get the feeling sometimes
That I'm talking to a wall
There's so many little doorways
That she won't let me go in
But her arms are just like road maps
And they tell just where she's been There must be more, something I've missed
Got to be something better than this We drive up to the canyon
Just to watch the sunset
And then go watch some movies on her black and white TV
She says I oughta stay
Cause she's feeling kinda desperate
Like someone's cut the anchor and she's drifting out to sea
And she's thrown away her Prozac
And the Haldol and valerian
She says it's just too much for a girl to be carrying around
She smiles and it's such a smile
 
But her eyes are so cold
That I feel my heart start to freeze
There's nothing happening here
Hope slowly disappears
No one dreams, no one's even trying
Another superstore came into town
And the local shops had to shut right down
And they wonder why this place is dying
And I'm holding Vickie's hand
But I don't know what to say
She's all swollen eyed and pale
Like she's got one foot in the grave
She's got this little needle
And she's sticking out her fist...
There must be more. Something I've missed
Got to be something better than this
Another way, show me today
Take me away, away from here
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do when it all falls down?
 
Music and Lyrics by Stuart Douglas
Copyright 2001 Mr. Douglas Music BMI