PINBACK LYRICS - SOME VOICES

Some Voices

She lays among the flowers
And spreads among the sheets.
She counts the clouds for hours
And turns them into sheep.
They sleep along the rivers
And shower in the deep
And breath in all thats Autumn
Till Winter stays.

They almost didn't find her.
A couple times she walked to the train tracks
Sometimes her forehead gets hot.
It comes and goes.
Sometimes the medicine can heal her kind
It's like a hurricane inside her.
Inside the hurricane her mind gets blown.

Trainer

Rubber Wings
Butterflys
Tangled strings
Choke the victim
Lives on sand
Craves the ocean
Two that look
Won't see the same thing ing
Some will pass
And some will stay
All content
To live that way

Stick your arm inside the mirror
Crawl back into bed
Take a swim inside the mirror

Exactified
Exhausted

Some are things I can't understand
Like who is the hood and who is the victim
What is sand?
What is the ocean?
Cause, what I see can't be the same thing.

Comatose
Collapse inside the barrel
Roll down the hill
There's nails inside the barrel
Terrified
These walls are awful narrow
Mummified
Impaled on carpet's arrow

Manchuria

They sent us into their machine
But that plane crashed into the sea
We float alone above the waves
Within a waterproof capsule

We never made it to Manchuria
Instead we fell into the sea

We float alone above the waves
Within a waterproof capsule

We never made it to Manchuria
Instead we fell into the sea

We fell into the sea
We fell into the sea
We fell into the sea
Up inside that tree ....

No one can choose ...
No one can decide their fans or their families

We stand outside ourselves
Define ourselves.
By standing outside ourselves

We'll stay up all night
And watch "The Land Without Bread."
We'll stay up all night
With "Manufacturing Consent"
We'll stay up all night
Watch "Juliet Of The Spirits"
We'll stay up, yeah,
And don't say that we're not like them either
Don't say that we're not like them either
Don't say that we're not like her either
Up inside that tree.

June

Light flickers in my room
Planes flying by
Dropping down perfume
Blanket out the sky
Wander through the smoke
Grabbing for food
Choking on the air
Might pass out soon
Why do I assume these things are bad?
Burnt down?
Why must all those pretty be sad, somehow?

Sheep trip over the fence
Scared animals trample over the bed
Siphoning out my will

And it might turn out just like they said,
And it might be even worse in here

Even now

It's up to the trees with the fire storm

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