מילים לשיר The Prize – Semisonic

The night of a thousand verses
One thousand friends said have you heard
What we expected We are all working late and
Waiting to win a prize we don't deserve
And live to collect it Can't you see I'm weary
One thousand strivers strain to hear
Maybe this news can wait A voice that's left us
The night of a thousand verses And the magazines still have to sell us
It's all so shameless
Twelve mastergeniuses a year Maybe this news can wait
Can't you see I'm weary Can't you see I'm blurry
Maybe this news can wait
I don't know where you hid it
Maybe there was a message in it
Maybe there was a piece that will fit
I don't know where to fit it
Where you don't want to win it? Tell me what kind of prize can you get Can't you see I'm weary
Maybe this news can wait
Maybe this blues can waitCan't you see I'm blurry.