If The Brakeman Turns My Way
When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbirdRaven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverseAll your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worseEvery reassurance just magnifies the doubtBetter find yourself a place to level out
Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other wayA cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaretHey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn't playTried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouthBetter take a little time to level out
I never thought of runningMy feet just led the way
Mixed up SignalsBullet TrainCars are switched out in the crazy rainI could meet you any placeIf the Brakeman turns my way
All this automatic writing I have tried to understandFrom a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my handIt's an infinite coincidence but it doesn't form a planSo I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the SouthGonna 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 densAll this death must need a counterweight always someone born againFirst a mother bathes her child then the other way aroundThe Scales always find a way to level out
I tried to pass for nothingBut my dreams gave me away
Mixed up SignalsBullet TrainPeople snuffed out in the brutal rainI could live to any ageIf the Brakeman turns my way
It is an old world it's hard to rememberLike a dime store mysteryI'm a repeat first time offenderWho has rewritten history
Mixed up tea leavesPhantom PainFuzzy logic in the crazy rainGetting better every dayIf the Brakeman turns my wayMixed up SignalsBullet TrainCars are switched out in the blinding rainHe'll be smiling as he seals my fateWhen the Brakeman turns my way