Face Down

Standing in the middle of a great big field
Sun’s beating down and ground’s like a mirror
Stumbling around — fall down in the hay
And as I’m lying there all I can say is
Pick me up, out of this place right now
Carry me away and set me down
I don’t know how I got here, just wandering around
And I end up face down… on the ground
In the office building — I get chills
Air-conditioning's cold and I can’t pay my bills
Bouncing off the walls — right in time
With the fluorescent lights — high pitched whine
Pick me up, out of this place right now
Carry me away and set me down
I don’t know how I got here, just wandering around
And I end up face down… on the ground.