You must have heard about my little problem

Ah come on, you must have heard about it

It's no ordinary problem

Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it

And of course it gets worse at night

It gets late, things start to change

Clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging

Hot late night bound to make us estranged

Soft dead moon all over your shoulders

Cold shadow in the glare of the glow

Factory billboards on outskirts of city

Shine down new attractions to the traffic below





Remember this day

Remember this room

Remember this singer singing

I remember you

A sudden flash

A sudden light

Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night





Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonder

I hear a mandolin in the springs

Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumor

Dressed in your beloved's finest things

Can you hear the voices that are constantly talking

Am I the only one to succumb to their roar

Well I know the form it is taking

It's not making sense anymore

The way you say you just wanna help me

The way your clinging is slinging me under

The strength I need already denied me

Your big ideas and your little wonder





Some people don't come over because of the problem

I heard the top guy won't answer his phone

I wonder if he has the same kind of problem

A little difficulty of his own

So take this plastic and rent me some wheels

Or maybe I'll try to fly

No reservations, I'll see how it feels

When I'm over your house up in the sky

And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds

You will be far away

Deep afternoons seeing the moon would have shined

Deep in your dream I hear you say

Have you heard a