Testo All The Bells

Hey now, hey now where we goin?
I don't remember this road at all
And of course i'm only watching from the back window of the car
Watching the power lines as they rise and fall

But i don't want to leave my house like this
Crawling on my belly and my hands
I was so sure your face would be radiant And i think i'd rather understand than stand up straight

And all the bells that are ringing in my head
Make the southern light as blue as any boat
And the laser beams projected on the mountainside
Will smash into the rocks lying down the shore

Hey now, speak to me to in language
That my primitive ears can understand
And maybe face to go there with them
But that couldn't be part of your plan

Don't talk to me about invention
In this dark house with the movie spinning slow
And screwing all the partchment to the ceiling Makes for such a complicated note

But i don't want to leave my house like this
Subscribing to the builder code
With microchips in my skull and my cellular phone
Telling them the ways i choose to go

And all these precious tired fingers
Will play upon the sinews of my legs
And the sweet smoke invisible music
I swear that it will not keep you awake

So all these people that would treat me
To knife wounds deeper than my clothes
Placing the crossbeam at the waters edge
And crying as we say goodbye and float

And are you sure about this winding
The pressure of the twisting in the run
As if my god were different from the one you love
And it was mine who came up with the sun

But i don't want to leave my house like this
Swinging on the doorjam looking out
Its so bright and loud inside the medicine
I think id rather understand than stand up straight

And the fields of aching aching bodies
Tossing to the right in pretty clothes
Make moaning like the screaming woman timbers of the ship
That were taken and turned into the poet

Hey now