standing_things nom how things stand it's the afternoon turning to night the darkness turns standing ready to fall back down hold the gun while i make the tea sit wait wait here i have something to show you i keep wanting to tell you i've solved the problem the way things go when you leave the way things go it's happening everywhere i heard the sound of keys biting the door they say a man was lost in the storm his note was found they didn't bother to look for the body it is a cold place to live when the light is gone i understand the dream you swore it was your own life playing 031125 what's it to you? who go blather from