Eric's Trip Lyrics

I can't see anything at all All I see is me That's clear enough That's what's important To see me
My eyes can focus My brain is talking It looks pretty good to me My head's all straight My girlfriend's beautiful It looks pretty good to me
Sometimes I speak Tonight there's nothing to say Sometimes we freak And laugh all day
Hold these pages Up to the light See the jackknife Inside of the dreams
A railroad runs through The record stores at night Coming in for The deep freeze
Mary, a simple word Are you there In the cold country? Your eyes so full Your head so tight Can't you hear me?
Remember our talk That day on the phone I said I was the door And you were the station
With shattered glass And miles between us We still flew away In a conversation
My cup is full And I feel okay The world is dull But not today
She thinks, she's a goddess She says, she talks to the spirits I wonder if she can talk to herself? If she can bear to hear it
This is Eric's trip We've all come To watch him slip He's slippin' All the way to Texas Can you dig it?
I see you with a glass eye The pavement view A shadow forming Across fields rushing Through me to you
We tore down the world And put up four walls I breathe in the myth I'm over the city Fucking the future I'm high inside your kiss
We can't see clear But what we see is alright We make up what we can't hear And then we sing all night
Scattered pages And shattered lights See the jackknife See the dreams There's something moving Over there to the right Like nothing I've ever seen