turning the tide into steam

sometimes it seems that the sky has moved underground
with all the faith and love thats around
storm clouds in hollow man hole covers
destroying the beauty of your trusted lover

sometimes all the right things are wrong
and the weakest coward turns out to be strong
circumstance can be any turn up ahead
there are no sign posts on this road to be read

marriage is the apology of loves reckless-ness
she said on a stool at the bar
I just looked at the bar lights and laughed
you can take just about anything just to far

sometimes you can pray for whats right
in the middle of the day or night
theres always an answer there somewhere
but i bet its mostly saying no

can someone tell me how to unring this bell
all these pervese actions you can never tell
if its gonna pan out somewhere down the line
or is it just another room in hell you will find

i`m doing alright