counting crows
einstein on the beach
Albert's always sincere, he's a sensitive type His intentions are clear, he wanna be well-liked But if everything is nothing, then are we anything? Is it better to be better than to be anything? And Albert's vision is blooming uncontrolled All his wings are slowly sinking The world begins to disappear The worst things come from inside here All the king's men reappear For an eggman, fallen off a wall Who'll never be together again Einstein's down on the beach staring into the sand Cause everything he believes in is shattered What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway-ay We all get burned as: One more sun comes sliding down the sky One more shadow leans against the wall, and The world begins to disappear The worst things come from inside here And all the king's men reappear For an eggman, fallen off a wall Who'll never be together again Albert's waiting in the sun On a field American For the cause of some inflated form of hit and run One more sun comes sliding down the sky One more shadow leans against the wall, and The world begins to disappear The worst things come from inside here And all the king's men reappear For an eggman, fallen off a wall Who'll never be together again Albert's fallen on the sun Cracked his head wide open The world begins to disappear The worst things come from inside here And all the king's men reappear For an eggman, fallen, fallen The world begins to disappear The worst things come from inside here And all the king's men reappear For an eggman, fallen off a wall Who'll never be together again No never be together again No no never never never again, uh huh What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway.