The Rodchester Kings - Message to God lyrics

Julian would stand on the corner Underneath the Bradbury Hotel lights Wishing he was four floors up asleep Safely hidden from the dark and endless night He used to be some kind of businessman Had a wife, two kids, and a dog named Joe Went to parties, drank and laughed it up But never bothered to watch the dice he'd role Five years he has lived in an empty world His wife is dead and his kids, they all moved away No one knows what exactly happened to him So sometimes he gets down on his knees to pray If you can hear me, take me away from here 'Cause I'm no longer the man that I want to be There's no more room for the past and that's all I have I try to talk but the future won't listen to me I try to talk but the future won't listen to me I try to talk but the future won't listen, yeah Diane worked at an all night coffee shop On the corner of Brabury and Twenty-Ninth From time to time she'd watch Julian from the window And wonder to herself if he would be alright She lived alone in a one room apartment She didn't know anyone and hardly went outside Convinced like Julian that she, too, had become a ghost When you're in a dark place where there isn't anywhere to hide Someone once told her that she didn't have anything to give And when she was young, yeah she believed every word they'd say Until she convinced herself that she would start again Sometimes she still gets down on her knees to pray If you can hear me, take me away from here 'Cause I'm no longer the person that I thought I'd be There is no reason for me to go on like this I try and cry out but no one will listen to me I try and cry out but no one will listen to me I try and cry out but no one will listen No one It was dark that night, darker than most I guess He was at the window thinking he was siting down to rest He looked up and his eyes went across the street And to their surprise those empty eyes encountered me Julian couldn't move, or more like he didn't want to Diane felt the same and she didn't know what to do Ain't it funny, yeah but ain't it a crying shame When you've got no one else, you've got no one else to blame I turned my collar up and started to walk down the street And behind me I heard the silent sound of weathered feet I turned around to watch them walk back toward the café It's kind of funny but sometimes we get on our knees to pray If you can hear me, take them away from here And make them something, something they long to be Don't turn a deaf ear to anyone that you might hear Or am I just talking 'cause no one will listen to me Am I just talking 'cause no one will listen to me Am I just talking 'cause no one will listen to me No one will listen No one will listen No one will listen Why won't you listen