Paper Man




The paper man says to buy her roses,

that pretty colors work but in small doses

and ever since he’s stumbled on that feeling

he hasn’t had that much more left to deal with

it’s taking all his time


The sad-eyed girl tells me that she loves me

but needs to be alone with her family

all she seems to trust is her own sorrow

and how to make it last through each tomorrow

it’s taking all her time


The broken man who said he owned an airplane

painted red and white like a candy cane

felt he had the need to explain his passion

and fly that metal bird with a sense of fashion

it’s taking all his time


The traffic cop she waves me through the red light,

I’m ducking down to avoid her eyesight

Nothing she could do would ever make things different

there’s got to be enough room for every accident

it’s taking all her time


the melodies they come and go at random

and listening becomes an act of abandon

when all I want to do is change the music

before my heart gives out and I just lose it

it’s taking all my time


(From the album Seven Years Now)

music & lyrics by James Houlahan

published by Gumbo Luvah Music