Counterfeit - Tal Wilkenfeld

Like a counterfeit, the ink bleeding off of it

And still I try in vain to use it

Like a used car that didn’t get me far

Broke down on the 101 while I was tryin' hard to run

Took the hair of the dog and it keeps biting

I’d like to turn away, but I keep fighting

Standin' in the rain, in the rain

Standin' in the rain, in the rain

Hummin' that tune I used to sing

Like a pantomime, I trace your outline

Oh, but nothing’s there

All hail the king of thin air

You left a mark on the door each time you were leavin'

My back against the rope, but I’m still breathing

Standin' in the rain, in the rain

Standin' in the rain, in the rain

Hummin' that tune I used to sing

Standin' in the rain, in the rain

Standin' in the rain, in the rain

Hummin' that tune I used to sing

'Round and 'round and 'round they go, haunting melodies

Tryin' to fill the spaces in these broken memories

'Round and 'round and 'round we go, swinging in the dark

Like a shadowboxer and her jagged counterpart

('Round and 'round and 'round)

Tryin' to fill the spaces in these broken memories

'Round and 'round and 'round we go, swinging in the dark

Like a shadowboxer and her jagged counterpart