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