Center Aisle

Thank God I'm back in my car

And driving home, and driving home

Cause the air was thin and so cold

Back in there

It was my first time

Won't be my last time

And the questions rise

Expectations fall

In light of it all



There aren't words to say,

Words aren't remembered

The presence is

A good friend once told me

And he was there, he was there

She wasn't there

And it's not fair, it's not fair



What crimes have you committed

Demanding such penance

That couldn't wait for five more minutes

And I cry for help

Cause this room is so peaceful

And this room is so quiet

And I hate the silence

And I can't walk

The center aisle



I've been here for over three hours

Behind the flowers

So beautiful and young

And so alive

And so in need of someone,

Someone to talk to them

Cause theirs are fragile lives



What crimes have you committed

Demanding such penance

That couldn't wait for five more minutes

And I cry for help

Cause this room is so peaceful

And this room is so quiet

And I hate the silence

And I can't walk

The center aisle



I think about my brother

And how I just stood there

My hands in my pockets,

And my heart in my throat



Thank god I'm back in my car

And driving home, and driving home

But in that place I leave

All my days

I've taken life for granted

And the words I wrote for her

And my best friend crying

And a young girl lying

On all our hearts



What crimes have you committed

Demanding such penance

That couldn't wait for five more minutes

And I cry for help

Cause this room is so peaceful

And this room is so quiet

And I hate the silence

And I can't walk

The center aisle