Voices Songtext
von Mike Gordon
Voices Songtext
Yeah
Yeah
The world is spinning so much faster
Flinging me from pole to pole
A car pulls up and drags me downtown
To try to make up diamonds from some coal
Disco balls and revolving doors
And then I see you, though my eyes are going ′round
I start to tell you I'm on the fast track now
And I don′t need you here to slow me down
And then I hear the voices in my head
Telling me to stay right here instead
A choir of guardian angels asking me to take a deeper breath
Telling me to slow down and live before I'm gone and dead
I see you from my merry-go-round now
Lifts me like a flying saucer ride
And down on the ground you're like a tiny ant
I see a whole new world from where I glide
And then I hear the voices in my head
Telling me to go back down instead
A choir of guardian angels asking me to take a deeper breath
Telling me to slow down and live before I′m gone and dead
Speaking in tongues but they′re twisting all the words
Reinterpreting my every little whim
I'm trying to get by with all this commotion
Making me uneasy in my skin
I swing back down to pick you up
Where I left you back in that field
And we both run home along the lines
And now I know the voices were real
And then I hear the voices in my head
Thanking me for doing what they said
A choir of guardian angels asking me to take a deeper breath
Telling me to slow down and live before I′m gone and dead
Yeah
The world is spinning so much faster
Flinging me from pole to pole
A car pulls up and drags me downtown
To try to make up diamonds from some coal
Disco balls and revolving doors
And then I see you, though my eyes are going ′round
I start to tell you I'm on the fast track now
And I don′t need you here to slow me down
And then I hear the voices in my head
Telling me to stay right here instead
A choir of guardian angels asking me to take a deeper breath
Telling me to slow down and live before I'm gone and dead
I see you from my merry-go-round now
Lifts me like a flying saucer ride
And down on the ground you're like a tiny ant
I see a whole new world from where I glide
And then I hear the voices in my head
Telling me to go back down instead
A choir of guardian angels asking me to take a deeper breath
Telling me to slow down and live before I′m gone and dead
Speaking in tongues but they′re twisting all the words
Reinterpreting my every little whim
I'm trying to get by with all this commotion
Making me uneasy in my skin
I swing back down to pick you up
Where I left you back in that field
And we both run home along the lines
And now I know the voices were real
And then I hear the voices in my head
Thanking me for doing what they said
A choir of guardian angels asking me to take a deeper breath
Telling me to slow down and live before I′m gone and dead
Writer(s): Michael Gordon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com