The Depression Suite Lyrics

Under the pillow I bury my head and try to shut Chicago out As it turns out, there's a whole other world of sounds Of perfect fifths low skids and Arctic howls
All saying are you going through something? Are you going through something?
Under the pillow a little room to breathe The early morning light's a pale cranberry I hear the, aaa-aah-aah, not-wow-wow Of a siren faraway and closing steadily
Saying Are you going through something? Are you going through something? 'Cause I am too
Under the pillow I can hear you whisperin' are you Going through something?
Well honey are you going through something? Are you going through something? Then I am too, then I am too, then I am too
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme an opportunity, gimme, gimme Put me, put me, put me, put me, put me In the saddle, I'll ride, you'll see
There's new work in the Day Room I can't lounge on line, don't you laugh I'd sell a giraffe and I'd give you half Just to occupy my mind
I'll be driven my eyes always moving I'll be riveted to the task yea No smiling! that's important I will make my face a mask
And I'm thinking just in passing What if this song does nothing? What if this song does nothing
Working in the new New Orleans World I'm emptying slots working like a ghost I move through huge rooms with no windows And no Gulf of Mexico
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme an opportunity, gimme, gimme Put me, put me, put me, put me, put me In the saddle please
I'll be driven, my eyes always moving I'll be riveted to the task yea No smiling, that's so important I will make my face a mask
And I'm thinking just in passing What if this song does nothing? What if this song does nothing? What if this song does nothing? What if this song does nothing?
Bring on the requisite strangeness It always has to get a little Weird, a little weird Yeah, you just bring on the requisite strangeness
Bring it on then disappear disappear Go to be a man of the boom To Florida without the ocean But don't you wanna see how it ends?
When the door is just starting to open? When Athabasca depends? Don't you wanna see how it ends
I can hear you but I can't stay here You left me lost in the Barrens You left me born on the stairs
It's minus eleven, inside my kettle I didn't come to get lost in the Barrens I didn't come to settle
To be a man on the moon To get my little slice of heaven, yeah Don't you wanna see how it ends?
When the door is just starting to open? And Athabasca depends Don'cha wanna see how it ends
Don't you wanna see how it ends? The door is just starting to open Athabasca depends
Don't you wanna see how it ends? Yeah Don't you wanna see how it ends? I'm holding the door to the Barrens And Athabasca depends Don'cha wanna see how it ends?