The fourth track of an experimental concert film from 2008 that syncs with The Red Balloon, a 1956 French film. Me, I want the same things that you want Pink sarcasm floods the open doors There’s not much left of the subtlety here It might be best to simply disappear The fires inside us will burn out... Look what you got yourself into now Something about me likes the pain Everyone tries to warn you but you Somehow I just listen to none of them What in the world has got you afraid? Everything, nothing, and everything in between The stars have me spinning Me, I lost my family in the war Pink sarcastic poison on their tongues There’s not much hope left for kids like us So much potential but too many drugs Keep us from riding on the city bus www.facebook.com/morrisonjimmy www.twitter.com/morrisonjimmy www.facebook.com/thecolorpharmacy