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