Trust Your Feelings (When You Wake)

In the cold light of a motel morning
The rain's dried, but still drips from the awning
And you find yourself staring at the broken TV set, yawning
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake

Then the handle of the phone bucks in its saddle
You leave it well alone, let it ring and rattle
It's six o'clock outside; the cars already seem like cattle
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake

The dark night finds the echo deep inside of you
Like a dog's bite from when you were a child

The sparkling dust orbits on the air
Without that crack of morning sun you wouldn't even know it's there
Nor every little nagging bright idea
That lies like rime at the back of your mind

You're wasting time, but it just don't matter
The grape will still get ripe and the calf gets fatter
One way or another, they're both heading for the platter
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake

The long night will always come to carry you
You better hold tight when you fall out the other side

The window of truth opens for just a few seconds
You open your eyes and the daytime beckons
And you find yourself concerned with what everybody else reckons
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake
You gotta trust your feelings when you wake