The Dial

[Verse 1] Sometimes I get to thinking there's a hand upon the dial Every time I move forward something turns me back around A warpath worn into a soft white cloud A dream catcher lying on the roadside shoulder [Verse 2] And state line comes again, I pass through flying Gotta keep on top of it, it's almost night The gas station hopping and the motel light Flicking on and off again, a flare before me [Chorus] And it just keeps turning around, keeps turning around Keeps turning around, keeps turning It just keeps turning around, keeps turning around, keeps turning [Verse 3] Feedback burning in a dark blue sky The theater curtains and the bar crowd forming Sweat on the microphone, I lean back blind In a state of unraveling a stolen story [Verse 4] And oh my god, I go around again There's a heavy wind and the rain keeps coming Sing it soft so they all lean in Give 'em everything, give 'em all you got [Chorus] It just keeps turning around, keeps turning around Keeps turning around, keeps turning It just keeps turning around, keeps turning around, keeps turning [Outro] Sometimes I get to thinking there's a hand upon the dial Turn it down, let the truth come crashing If I don't believe it then no one will So I brace myself 'til the next town passes