Thomas Coleman - QUICKSAND Lyrics

Six foot from the line and no one else could care
The riddled city hides the ghosts are everywhere
Buying time to stay at home and hit the screen
Ten kinds of movies nine I'll never see
So hurry up and run those monsters in the room
The t.v. cries at night there's nothing left to do
There on a mission towards the door without a screen
Ten kinds of movies and nine I'll never see

Think of the long way around it
Falling for time wash it aside
Moving the motion about it
Picture an entrance offer a ride
Think of the dark days behind us
Heading the light from LED's
We've all been stuck in quicksand before
Just lay down and bend from the knee

Signing up for more than normal's in the air
Painting doors to kill the boredom of my stare
Climbing less the there's a whole lot more to see
Ten kinds of movies and nine I won't believe
So jump them thoughts along a room without a view
Free your time along the boxes when you move
Staring beck at all those films that I delete
Ten kinds of movies the same one's on repeat

Think of the long way around it
Falling for time wash it aside
Moving the motion about it
Picture an entrance offer a ride
Think of the dark days behind us
Heading the light from LED's
We've all been stuck in quicksand before
Just lay down and bend from the knee
Bend from the knee