it´s okay that you forget. it´s alright that you don´t
wanna [want to] remember. in your hands you´ve got a
martyr´s head, in your mind, i know that´s what you
wish you were. turn my blue sky black, you´re such
a hard luck baby. yeah. that´s what´s the matter with you.
but i could sleep through this. i am mystified as i
am in it. if that´s your ride, well then you ought to get
it. it´s just as if i wasn´t dreaming. it´s all the same,
´cause i still wake up screaming. turn my blue sky
black... you´re pilgrim in the boxcar. you can never
look back too far. you can´t ever look back.
turn my blue... i could sleep through anything.