Tim Finn - Not Even Close Lyrics

I've been walking the straight line
Living in my best friend's pocket
I've been looking at my life
All the time, oh, the time

How can I do my work?
Always looking over my shoulder
When everything falls apart
When you meet a false heart

Then you can't turn the pages
When you can't find the door
When you're nobody's baby
Not even close to pulling through

We fill up every hour
We hunger for the touch of money
Building crooked towers
On the fault line

When I came running to you
I was following the light from a dead star
Then everything falls apart
When you make a false start

Then you can't turn the pages
When you can't find the door
When you're nobody's baby
Not even close to pulling through

Weave me a rope
From this dark despair
From this dull eyed pain
Can't turn the pages

Weave me a rope
From this endless night
From this distant shore
Can't find the door

Weave me a rope
That will pull me through
These impossible times