Some Voices

"-- the drive sequence begun. Hit it, Pinback..." She lays among the flowers And spreads among the sheets She counts the clouds for hours And turns them into sheep They sleep along the rivers And shower in the deep And breath in all that's autumn Till winter stays They almost didn't find her A couple times she walked to the train tracks Sometimes her forehead gets hot It comes and goes Sometimes the medicine can heal her kind It's like a hurricane inside her Inside the hurricane her mind gets blown It's like a hurricane inside her