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