small town

i heard of a place not too far from here,
it's handing out answers about why we are here,
and it's a small town, in a small world,
and the congregation's small too,
but somehow i think they're telling the truth,
and in the same small town there is a girl,
she's a good looker but she's mad at the world
and she's wondering about tomorrow and why she's here,
she's sick and tired of using her sleeves to wipe her tears

and oh,
and you can tell by the look that's in her eyes
she's not that well,
she's wishing someone would close their eyes,
and picture this for just a moment to themselves

and oh, at least that's what they say

she sits alone, she's the rerun queen
sun shines through her window
enough to make out her figurine
her neighbours look at her strange,
cuz she's lived there her whole life,
and they still don't know her name
she likes to keep to herself
cuz she can't find nobody else

and oh,
and you can tell by the look that's in her eyes
she's not that well
she's wishing someone would close their eyes
and picture this for just a moment to themselves

and oh, at least that's way they say, yeah
what they say (x3) and i don't care
what they say (x3) and i don't care
no

she wanders through the town
to find this place she's heard about
thinking maybe they can figure out what's wrong
and oh, they greet her with a smile
saying they've been waiting for quite some while
just to let her know she's worth more
than she's ever dreamed of
and her heart opens wide
and for the first time in her life
she feels the touch of Jesus deep inside
and oh, she wonders what went wrong
in a town where nothing's going on
and she thinks of all the others that she knows...

~thousand foot krutch