Waking World

Still breakin' through
Still breakin', breakin' through, still
The dogs have drowned, steal the young
Slow-motion highway, dreams of dust
Eighties and hearts are burning through
So it goes, numero dos
Still breakin' through
Still breakin', breakin' through, still
Reckless days I’ve wandered
Breaking the fall with trampoline feet
Work-day done, stand clear of the closing doors
Faces are extreme or weary or warm
Still breakin' through
Still breakin', breakin' through, still
Oh, I’ve been real tired
Shaken and stirred inside the waking world
Fake fires of justice on the wishing well
Face down in the dirt, how far the dream fell
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it
Sweet escape, that’s a tranquilizer
Sweet escape, every direction
Sweet escape, now a choice is taken
Sweet escape, the holy meditation
I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it