Black Dogs And Bubbles - Quasi

Black dogs and bubbles always grasping at some straw

Eyes always fixed on some strange shore

Always reaching out for what just can’t be had

Always fall in love with what makes you sad

We chase the moon across the night;

across the stars

Wake up in the morning tired and cold

Don’t you know that she is already yours

To love but not to have and hold

A thousand silver toungues will tell you who you are

And they’ll take you for a ride

Set you softly in their white plastic world

And your stuck inside

I tried to tell you where I’d been and what I saw

But I found you too far gone

Even now I hear your voice all over town

Droning on and on and on and on and on and on