squashing the leaves away. suddenly there in the road
is your old self
trying to get out of the rain. i am my enemy
mowing me over
and towing the light away. somehow it just seems to fit
with that old me
trying to get back again. imagination sets in. then all the voices begin. telling you things that aren't happening. remember yourself. you've got a full house in your head tonight
remember yourself. stand back and see emotion getting you uptight. my silly pride
digging the knife in. she loves to come for her ride. surely by now i should know
i can control
my highs and my lows
by questioning all that i do
examining every move
trying to get back to the rudiments. remember yourself. you've got a full house in your head tonight
remember yourself. stand back and see emotion getting you uptight. remember yourself. you've got a full house in your head tonight
remember yourself. stand back and see emotion getting you uptight.