There were a couple of words that I just couldn't figure out, so sorry 'bout that. Chances are the band will change all of this by the time the album is finished, but this should give you a head start.

FIRST THINGS FIRST

I don't know how long I've stayed in bed
The day is surely dead
And once again I'm sleeping with the book I read
And (colorfully?) and candidly
It points the way so childishly ahead

I guess I will make it through the day
To learn I've lost my way
And once again my heavy heart is made of clay
And distant shores unseen by men,
They call to me to set my sails away

Come on and rescue me
Come on and rescue me

I can't seem to fit where I belong
A tune without a song
And even then I can't quite figure out what's wrong
And will I end a broken man whose hands have failed him
Though they once seemed strong

For I still have nothing to my name
So brightly burns the flame
And even when I've spent my life so recklessly
The stories on the page I read
They make me seem so timid and ashamed

Come on and rescue me
Come on and rescue me
Come on and rescue me

Scratch another line upon my slate
The hour's growing late
And once again the pages turn to mark my fate
And on and on and endlessly
The promises and pageantry
And gallant men and noble deeds
And those who live so fearlessly
The taxicabs and passerbys
The truth in lies and shouts (in size?)
I hold my place, a tiny fold
And once again I find myself alone.