Lyrics Elliott Smith

Elliott Smith

A Passing Feeling

Everything is gone but the echo of the burst of a shell

And I'm stuck here waiting for a passing feeling

In the city I built up and blew to hell

I'm stuck here waiting for a passing feeling

Still I send all the time

My request for relief

Down a dead power line

Though I'm beyond belief

In the help I require

Just to exist at all

Took a long time to stand

Took an hour to fall

I'm stuck here waiting for a passing feeling

Stuck here waiting for a passing feeling

Still I send all the time

My request for relief

Down a dead power line

Though I'm beyond belief

In the help I require

Just to exist at all

Took a long time to stand

Took an hour to fall