Album: The Artist in The Ambulance

The Artist In The Ambulance

late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can´t stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up
and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone

now i lay here Owing my life to a stranger
and i realize that empty words are not enough
i´m left here with the question of just
what have i to show except the promises i never kept?
i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets

i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

look around and you´ll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
it gets me down but i´m still gonna try to do what´s right, i know that there´s
a difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
there´s a line drawn in the sand, i´m working up the will to cross it

i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

rhetoric cant´t raise the dead
i´m sick of always talking when there´s no change
rhetoric cant´t raise the dead
i´m sick of empty words, let´s lead and not follow

late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can´t stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the
greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
they´ve given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance

hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound