It's time I sling the baskets Off this overburdened horse Sink my toes into the ground And set a different course 'Cause if I were here an' you were
My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view And if you are there with me, I trust you to lead
My friend, my friend he's got a knife A statement from his former life When he was easy but alone Beside him was an empty throne But what of silver silken
The old man knows very well Going down round the snowbank, there's a mound A mound that an old man knows good Look who raises his shoe all over this mound
I press on the elastic sheet, I'm breathing through a slice Are they worms or are they serpents? Bubbles through the ice The source was quite invisible
If time were only part of the equation Then you could draw the boundaries of our cage You wouldn't pile another stone upon me And I'd be happy just to
When you're there, I sleep lengthwise And when you're gone I sleep diagonal in my bed (What he says) When you're there, I sleep lengthwise And when you
We're bobbing on the surface And the shadow glides below They say she feels my heartbeat Oh, but how I'll never know We're bobbing on the surface And
Rhine wine Car horn Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town Dribbled my possessions
Last night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath Of the
The overhead view is of me in a maze And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away But I take a wrong turn and I'm on the wrong path And the people all
The pressure builds, you buy a gift You're hoping that your dread will lift It glitters on her like a glass You shudder as it comes to pass Apologize
Translation: Phish. Rift.
(Instrumental)
If time were only part of the equation Then you could draw the bound'ries of our cage You wouldn't pile another stone upon me And I'd be happy just to
Rhine wine, Car horn Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town Dribbled my possessions
I press on the elastic sheet, I'm breathing through a slice 'Are they worms or are the serpents?' bubbles through the ice The source was quite invisible
