I lost my plans
I wrote them all down
And now they're gone
Oh yeah, they're gone
I have lists of lists
And when I close my eyes
I see lines of words all categorized
I'm hypnotized by my need to count through my life of numbers
Every step has a place
Every foot has a bow
And I'm so sick of my brain
I want to rearrange
I want to catch a plane
And leave the numbers behind
Oh yeah, behind
So I sway back and forth and your words ring 'round my ears
Drawing hoops of barbed wire
Trailing into my head, they always flash
Like spotlights
Banners along the back of my eyes
And when I look in the mirror
It's the 4th of July
And every barb is a phrase
And you place 'em like no one
And you move me like no one before
Grasping for the flashes in the mirror
To secure every word
You make me forget every 8th
And I finally stand up straight