When panic grips your body and your heart's a hummingbird Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse And all your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt Better find yourself a place to level out Got a cricket for a conscience, always looks the other way A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn't play Tried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouth Better take a little time to level out I never thought of running My feet just led the way Mixed up signals, bullet train Cars are switched out in the crazy rain And I could meet you any place If the brakeman turns my way All this automatic writing, I have tried to understand From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand It's an infinite coincidence but it doesn't form a plan So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the south Gonna find myself somewhere to level out Are your brothels full, oh Babylon, with merry middlemen? Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens All this death must need a counterweight, always someone born again First a mother bathes her child, then the other way around The scales always find a way to level out I tried to pass for nothing But my dreams gave me away Mixed up signals, bullet train People snuffed out in the brutal rain I could live to any age If the brakeman turns my way It's an old world, it's hard to remember Like a dime store mystery And I'm a repeat first time offender Who has rewritten history Mixed up tea leaves, phantom pain Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain Getting better everyday If the brakeman turns my way Mixed up signals, bullet train Cars are switched out in the blinding rain And he'll be smiling as he seals my fate When the brakeman turns my way © BEDROOMS BEDROOMS AND SPIDERS; SONY/ATV SONGS LLC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com