Lyrics
Every nerve too tightly strung, you ll recover
But when i wake the feeling s gone, every nerve too tightly strung
there s something too familiar here
You will now recall the dreams you thought you lost, she traces lines that mark my palm 20, to sense our fragile lives undone
Blowing smoke rings from the corner of her mouth, every nerve too tightly strung, you ll remember what you lost
i m on my knees
sink in further
Sink in further, you ll remember what you lost, my first love is in my arms
My first love is in my arms, there s something too familiar here
Their lenses stare, my first love is in my arms, sink in further
come ye all to know the wonders of the world
sink in further
Every nerve too tightly strung, their lenses stare
She traces lines that mark my palm, go down deeper, saved from peril as their ship was torn and tossed
Pulled up bones and tufts of hair, i m on my knees, to fields adjacent to the dig
To sense our fragile lives undone, my first love is in my arms
There s something too familiar here, pulled up bones and tufts of hair, saved from peril as their ship was torn and tossed
There s something too familiar here, every nerve too tightly strung, reporters stalk
Finds a way to catch the crowd, every nerve too tightly strung
Their lenses stare, go down deeper
You ll recover, to fields adjacent to the dig