Eric's Trip (Live in Brooklyn, Ny)

[Verse 1]

I can't see anything at all, all I see is me

That's clear enough, that's what's important

To see me

My eyes can focus, my brain is talking

It looks pretty good to me

My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful

It looks pretty good to me

[Pre-Chorus]

Sometimes I speak, tonight there's nothing to say

Sometimes we freak and laugh all day

[Chorus]

Hold these pages up to the light

See the jackknife inside of the dream

A railroad runs through the record stores at night

Coming in for the deep freeze

[Verse 2]

(Mary) A simple word

Are you there in the cold country?

Your eyеs so full, your head so tight

Can't you hear me?

Rеmember our talk, that day on the phone?

I said I was the door, and you were the station

With shattered glass and miles between us

We still flew away in the conversation

[Pre-Chorus]

My cup is full and I feel okay

The world is dull, but not today

[Chorus]

She thinks she's a goddess

She says she'll talk to the spirits

I wonder if she can talk to herself

If she can bear to hear it

[Bridge]

This is Eric's trip

We've all come to watch him slip

He's slipping all the way to Texas

Can you dig it?

[Verse 3]

I see with a glass eye, the pavement view

A shadow forming, across fields rushing

From me to you

We tore down the world, we put up four walls

I breathe in the myth

I'm over the city, fucking the future

I'm high and inside your kiss

[Pre-Chorus]

We can't see clear

But what we see is alright

We make up what we can't hear

Then we sing all night

[Chorus]

Scattered pages and shattered lights

See the jackknife, see the dream

There's something moving over there to the right

Like nothing I've ever seen