Stories don't break they ooze I'm out here in pastel city Living my life in a hurry Waiting for something to happen In a polluted pity Tried to live my life at all points Doesn't seem like the cheap way to do it With room to grow and the heat of the sun Why run? A soft blue day A light green sway Masking reality Highlighting the way Got a tiny room A handful of friends My rock n roll band Out here in pastel city My love back home A job that's wrong Living my life in a hurry Out here in pastel city Stories don't break they ooze