(one, two, three; two, two, three). . There you go again. Said, it?s too complicated to explain. So sit me in my high chair. And pat me on the head. But I?ll be making lists.
Well I dreamt about you. About leaving without you. And going on a slow journey. Where no roads are marked and. A black dog is barking. Going on a slow journey.
Kerosene Kathy is bringing in the mail. Its a 50/50 choice. Pass go or go to jail. You can see her with her matches on the pavement in the rain. Glowing by the light of this southbound train.
Did you really believe. It would be. A different voice it. Inevitably. Will all come down to one of two choices. So come on now we've got our sides to pick.